Friday, June 15, 2012

About time

My husband and I have been married for 15 years. We have two children and love each other very much. But I realized some years ago that just about every couple months I found out something completely surprising or unexpected about him that I didn't know before. These revelations become less surprising as time goes on and I realize what a multi-layered onion the man is. It isn't that he's secretive, just that he has lived so much, and neither of us is the kind to idly recite details of our past without good reason.

To be fair, he's 18 years older than I am, so he lived a good portion of his life before I was even born (kinda creepy when you put it that way, isn't it?). Then I didn't meet him till he was 45, so he has a helluvalotta life tucked under his belt. After all these years, I'm still learning new things about him on a regular basis.

I finally decided to start keeping track of them, and hopefully I'll be able to remember and record a few of the tidbits that he's come out with in the past that totally blew me away. On a less dramatic note, he still, from time to time, will hear a phrase that unlocks a memory, and he'll start singing some old railroad song or blues tune that I've never heard before, complete with lyrics. After knowing him for over 17 years, he is still able to surprise me with new old songs.

Where does he keep all these old songs? I have no friggin idea. If you asked me to sing a song off the top of my head it would have to be the "ABC song" or "Happy Birthday."

It saddens me, actually, to think about how many times I've discovered something about a place he's been or an activity he's done or a person he's met that I failed to record somewhere. I've probably forgotten more things about his life than I can recite right now from memory.

For example, he's saw Stevie Wonder singing when the legend was just a boy in some old bar somewhere, and he's jumped out of a plane X number of times (I don't remember how many, but I was surprised to know that he knew exactly how many and that he'd done it so many times).

So what DO I know about him?

I know he's a loyal friend, and he's the one you call when you've got hard, physical work you need help with that no one else wants to do. I know that he can fix just about any mechanical or electrical item that goes haywire. I know that he acts tough, but he's actually a big marshmallow, and he's the best husband and father a woman could ask for.

I'm writing this blog mostly for myself, I think, because I just really like him and think he's cool, and I love it every time I find out something new about him. I'll probably never even tell him this blog exists.