I wrote this a few weeks ago, on our anniversary, June 22nd, while at Reunion Day for The Central Utah Writing Project:
Today is my 11th wedding anniversary. Forever is a long time yet with each passing year, the two of us often look at one another and say: “Crazy. It’s been this long.”
Reub’s my eternal fishing buddy. I knew he wasn’t one to “catch and release” the day he took me fishing and I never touched a hook, worm or fish! That’s my kind of fishing.
We still go, just not as much with two full-time jobs and two full-time kids. Now, he gathers tackle boxes, lures, line and rods, while I gather kids, toys and snacks… oh, and a book! I am more a fisher of words, these days, rather than gills and fillets.
But, shore lines are still magical. The land met by cold lapping water. Water just waiting to have a smooth flat rock skipped across. My son will spend hours doing that.
The warm sand invites holes to be dug and castles to be built. Make-believe kingdoms is where my seven year old daughter will spend hours today.
Warm sunshine and blank paper are all I need as I watch my favorite fishing buddy cast with professional form. Haiku are easily written about his checkered shirts, stones used for Carnes and skipping, and kingdoms where princesses are still normal and not followed around by paparazzi. (And occasionally about zombies.)
Moments, and a little Seaglass, are collected. Seaglass can create an amazing mosaic of world history, but these moments are creating a beautiful mosaic of my eternity. This wonderful Ficklin team is more magical than any lake. Happy 11 years to us! :)
