7/05/2012

Quiet Celebration


Yesterday was a quiet day, a wordless day, in fact. If you've been cleaved unto your husband for over four decades (more like forever) like I have, words need not be said.

I think he might have murmured an obligatory "Happy anniversary" upon waking up, and I might have slurred back, "Same to you" in a still sleepy yawn. Other than that, it was all, for me, a quietly intense thanksgiving to the God who blesses us with the grace of forever marriages that stand the test of life-threatening diseases and mind-altering crises.    

I received many email and text greetings plus shout outs on FB, mostly from younger friends and much younger couples—proof that the younger generation celebrate and look out for a lasting relationship.

To commemorate the occasion (meaning, so I don't forget!) I uploaded yesterday on this site images of hearts, which in many cultures, including ours, represent undying love. I exaggerate—it is symbolic of love, not necessarily undying.

I also changed my header  . . .

to something that reminded me of the huge, pale yellow, long-stemmed roses I used to receive before the undying (forgive me, I'll use this adjective liberally as I please today) love was sealed on  paper.

They don't come anymore (Barbara Streisand sings, "You don't bring me flowers anymore”) simply because they were sold in Chicago where the undying love began and bloomed. 

Yes, after the passing of time, what remains are not necessarily words that are formed with a string of letters, but a life that is marked by peace that passeth our mortal understanding.

Years teach us that undying love cannot be defined. It can be shown through flowers, sweet nothings, surprises, or other feel-good gestures planned and splurged on (oh, those were the days of yore), but most significantly, through the wordless act of believing that marriages are, as God meant them to be, "for as long as we both shall live."

Mark 10:9: "Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate.”

15 comments:

Anonymous said...

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Grace D. Chong said...

Thank you.

Minnaalin said...

Ah, so! The fireworks in this part of the world were for you! Congrats, cuz. Like Elvis, love is alive!

Grace D. Chong said...

Thanks, cuz. Fireworks in this part of the world? Gone with the wind. LOL But Elvis is alive!

Yay Padua-Olmedo said...

Belated happy anniversary to you and Tony. So right---the obvious seems to have been taken over by something deeper. You just know God holds everything together.

Anonymous said...

Just a smiling visitor here to share the love

Grace D. Chong said...

Thanks, Yay! God indeed holds everything together.

Grace D. Chong said...

To anonymous reader --thank you for sharing the love. There's a lot to go around!

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The Dragon Scribe said...

This article was heartwarming and cute at the same time! I mostly loved the part about the yellow flowers. I thought you were gonna say " the flowers don't come anymore because they are sold in Chicago and that would keep the undying bills coming".

Ahyi Grace (Hope you dont mind coz we are connected in heart by one passion), I do hope that you will continue to live a life full of undying love, with that ordinary man with an extraordinary love for you =)

Grace D. Chong said...

Hahaha, extraordinary love indeed! Someone who can have a poker-face living with a quirky author must be extraordinary.

The Dragon Scribe said...

... who not to mention has remained as beautiful as a blooming yellow rose from Chicago all these years, inside and out.

Grace D. Chong said...

I wish!

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