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Okay, so this word picture came to me the other day as I was driving. I thought it was a pretty special word picture, but when I told Andy about it, he didn't see it as very special. . .you can be the judge (in fairness to Andy, at the end I'll tell you what part he didn't like about it).

I feel like our marriage/relationship finally hit the fine wine stage (I do realize that we may have like 60 more years together, but fine wine gets even better with time). I feel like we started as grape juice. . .and grape juice is really yummy and sweet. . .nothing at all wrong with grape juice!! Skip forward almost 2 decades of knowing each other (the fermenting process) when everything isn't always sweet and I feel like now we have become fine wine. I feel like we have reached this safe and comfortable place and it is a very good place. I feel like this is a real place and a open place and a fun place. I feel like all of the imaginary people will be asking for the inaginary "Braner 1993" at all of the great imaginary uppity restaurants! :)

That is the short version of my analogy. Andy didn't like the years and years of fermenting (which, I guess, in wine making are worthless years in terms of taste, but good years in terms of the ultimate outcome). I get that. It does kind of make less of the great years we have had between the grape juice and the wine. But overall, I like the analogy minus that part. So, I agree with Andy. . .I need another "total relationship" word picture, but I just like the feel of this one for now.

I feel like he and I are in a great place and I know that it will continue to get better over time! So, here is to Andy and the fine wine we have become!

Comments

i get it! a great marriage is such a tricky thing to put into words. partially because you can't remember how it would possibly feel any other way...maybe that is the fermenting..the years of growing and loving together that one day become this monument almost. i'm rambling! hope you are all mended. we are leaving this fri. to take our church youth group on a river trip, then back for the franti concert then to so cal. for some beach time. probably will be awol on the computer for a while. still want to get max and hayes together before .....MIDDLE SCHOOL (yikes!)

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