16 years I ago I said “I do” and I should of said, “I didn’t.” At 26 years old, I didn’t understand marriage. I didn’t have the maturity level to handle being married. I didn’t think beyond the honeymoon and I didn’t realize what “I do” really meant.
My wife endured the fact that I said “I do” when I really meant, “I didn’t,” “I won’t” and “I can’t.” Being married means being very selfless and for the first eight to ten years I was very selfish. I assumed she would bend to me and I remained as inflexible as steel.
My wife waited patiently as I grew up. She waited through all the growing pains that caused her more pain than me. I thank God she waited as I matured and became more likeable.
She watched as I began to say, “I think I can.” She smiled as growth slowly began to erase, “I won’t,” and “I can’t.” She said nothing as, “I can” and “I will” became more of my everyday speech.
My actions eventually replaced the need for words. I became more dependable and trustworthy and I became loveable.
Everyday I cherish this woman who said, “I do.” She saw in me a great husband and father and patiently waited for the many layers of yuck to slowly fall off and reveal what she knew was there.