What now seems eons ago, we embarked bright-eyed and bushy-tailed
On the dizzying rollercoaster ride of marital life that was daringly advertised as “Destination Bliss.”
Wearing the thick blindfold of idealistic youth, we looked forward to its promised thrills
But naturally failed to correctly gauge the package deal of its elements of surprise,
Absent-mindedly skimming through the full-disclosure disclaimer written in chicken scratch
That read: “For the better, or the worse – Hang on for dear life.”
Our hair got quickly undone
By the tremendous force of the high-speed twists and unexpected turns,
That knocked the wind out of us
And severely quickened our pulse
Leaving us discombobulated and weak,
Suffering from shortness of breath and rebellious heart murmurs.
Interspersed with Bowties that gave us the Butterflies,
And hard-to-stomach Cobra Rolls
That made us reach for the Corkscrew
To pop open the vintage bottles of bubbly
Kept cool to celebrate a new addition to the family,
A graduation, an engagement or a returning holiday,
We started to get a fairer picture of what we had signed for.
At times, our open car cruised through charming landscapes
Before running away toward vertiginous climbs
Intended to take us to apexes of breathtaking views,
A well-deserved respite before spiraling down anew
Toward bottomless abysses of despair
That threatened to engulf us in their gloom and doom.
At each crest, we clapped and cheered in delight
At each rock bottom, we screamed in agony.
Yet, securely held in our companion seats
By the safety belts of our heartfelt wedding vows,
We kept keeping on, ready for an encore,
Yes, always ready for more!
There is certainly no need to renew our wedding vows.
We do it daily whenever the worse threatens to get the better of us.
Yet, faithful and steadfast we remain, rewarded by more clement weathers
After being ruthlessly tossed around by emotional flash floods
That leave us drenched in purifying tears but stronger than ever.
Anyas Spencer, Medford, Oregon, December 1, 2018