Marriage is like the great blue heron who sails upward, wings outstretched, commanding the air, then descends to catch a fine fish, smooth some stray feathers, or stand by the water and look at his world inside.

Marriage is like a big ole snowball. Once you get rolling downhill, you're so heavy you can't go back up---unless somebody gives you a swift kick.

marriage is like fire- when that first flame dies down, you have two choices- let it fall to ash, or spend the rest of your life tending it.

A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years. They
had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They had
kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a
shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband
never to open or ask her about..

For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but
one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she
would not recover. In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man
took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside.

She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the
box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money
totaling $25,000.

He asked her about the contents. "When we were to be married,"
she said, "my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was
to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should
just keep quiet and crochet a doll."

The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears.
Only two precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him
two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with
happiness.

Honey," he said, "that explains the doll, but what about all of
this money? Where did it come from?"

"Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling the dolls."

Keilamarie

My friend told me that marriage licenses should be like drivers licenses. Every 4 years or so, they'd be up for renewal (or not). ;-)