Fourteen years ago today I married the lovely Myfanwe in a brief but beautiful ceremony at Emmanuel Congregation here in Chicago.
I have never seen a more beautiful bride. I can close my eyes and see the smile she smiled and the hear the laugh she laughed.
Right after we were married we paid a visit on my brother Dennis and his wife, Laurie, who had a newborn baby boy. It seemed to us then that D & L had been married for a very long time -- 14 years! Myfanwe asked Laurie if she had any advise for a lasting marriage. Laurie thougth about it for a second and gave us a very valuable piece of advise.
"I wish someone had told me this when we got married. No matter how much you love that man, there are going to be days when you wake up and look at him sleeping there next to you and think 'My G-d, I hate him!" Some times those days will stretch into weeks, but they always, always pass."
Like every married couple, we have our good days and our bad days, but I have never doubted that she is the only woman in the world for me. And the things I loved about her then -- her commitment to the poor and disenfranchised, her love of Judaism and living Jewishly, her ability to laugh at herself and with others -- she's still got in spades.
Thank you, Myfanwe dear, for your continuing faith that bad days will pass and that we will live to laugh again. I am the luckiest man in the world.