Copyright 2012 Veronica McCabe Deschambault. Do not cut, copy, paste, or steal.
There's a saying that to plant a tree is to plant hope. To start a marriage is to plant hope as well.
On our wedding days, our hearts make promises our minds know we'll probably be unable to perfectly keep. If we're honest, we know marriage is a gamble, but we love someone so deeply, we're willing to place an all or nothing bet on a future with them. We stand before friends, family, and an officiant and vow to give our lovers the best version of ourselves possible. It's an act of faith.
No matter how well prepared you think you are for marriage, you remain unprepared. People change, circumstances change, everything changes, and yet we boldly promise "forever." It's equal parts brave and foolish, but we do it with joy and confidence and celebrations.
Today I'm celebrating the mystery, wonder, reward, heartache, and hard work of my long marriage, which like a "tree planted with hope" has survived the best and worst of many seasons. It's spring again and time to replant our love and hope once more for the strength and good fortune to stand, bloom, and grow together another year.