Marriage

I know this is a departure from my usual cycling rhetoric, but I read this poem today. It really expresses the reasons I’m married. Married not just to have a companion, but to be also whole within myself and bring my best self possible into our partnership. To have someone who knows the worst and the best of me, and who I can be confidant in.

I love that Kyle and I are such separate entities, each with our interests, behaviors, friends. And yet, at the end of that day, he’s my partner for life, I want to love him forever, and share cuddles every night.

Marriage
By Mari Nichols-Haining

Because to the depths of me, I long to love one person,
With all my heart, my soul, my mind, my body…

 Because I need a forever friend to trust with the intimacies of me,
Who won’t hold them against me,
Who loves me when I’m unlikable,
Who sees the small child in me, and
Who looks for the divine potential of me…

Because I need to cuddle in the warmth of the night
With someone who thanks God for me,
With someone I feel blessed to hold…

Because marriage means opportunity
To grow in love in friendship…

Because marriage is a discipline
To be added to a list of achievements…

Because marriages do not fail, people fail
When they enter into marriage
Expecting another to make them whole…

Because, knowing this,
I promise myself to take full responsibility
For my spiritual, mental and physical wholeness I create me,
I take half of the responsibility for my marriage
Together we create our marriage…

Because with this understanding
The possibilities are limitless.

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