{"id":1897,"date":"2009-05-11T13:00:43","date_gmt":"2009-05-11T20:00:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ourthoughts.ca\/?p=1897"},"modified":"2009-05-11T14:51:22","modified_gmt":"2009-05-11T21:51:22","slug":"14-years","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ourthoughts.ca\/2009\/05\/11\/14-years\/","title":{"rendered":"14 Years"},"content":{"rendered":"
<\/a><\/p>\n Mary and I celebrated 14 years of marriage last week. It passed quite uneventfully.<\/p>\n We had agreed?\u00a2\u201a\u00c7\u00a8\u201a\u00c4\u00f9for reasons I can no longer remember?\u00a2\u201a\u00c7\u00a8\u201a\u00c4\u00f9not to buy one another presents this year. Last week was a very busy week, and we didn’t get a chance to do anything with just the two of us.<\/p>\n I’ve been percolating this all in my mind over the last few days. As a result, I feel like I haven’t done anything at all to show appreciation for the last 14 years.<\/p>\n But there is still something I can do that still falls within the limits we set this year; something that is sincere; something that can reach further into Mary’s heart than most any material item.<\/p>\n Poetry.<\/p>\n Mary knows that I am not fond of non-rhyming poetry although I have written a free-verse poem or two in my time. So here goes.<\/p>\n My love for you occupies my entire soul. Thank you, Mary.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Mary and I celebrated 14 years of marriage last week. It passed quite uneventfully. We had agreed?\u00a2\u201a\u00c7\u00a8\u201a\u00c4\u00f9for reasons I can … Continue reading 14 Years<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1897","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n
\nIt erodes every one of my hours.
\nIt motivates my every action.
\nIt engulfs each of my senses.
\nIt fertilizes my imagination.
\nIt extinguishes my anger.
\nIt ignites my creativity.
\nIt satiates my desires.
\nIt drives my dreams.
\nIt encourages me.
\nIt comforts me.
\nIt inspires me.
\nIt defines me.
\nFor 14 years.
\nFor ever.<\/p>\n