I was 20 years old when I met Cam. We were engaged after two and a half months and married one year later. This year we will have been married for 27 years.
I feel a mix of exhausted and exhilarated when I think about that. Having our relationship somewhat played out in the media as the “Golden Couple”, I expect people must think itʼs been all rainbows, love hearts and cupids singing us to sleep at night.
While there have been many moments of those experiences, itʼs also been, up to our waist in mud, sweating, back breaking, shovelling with blistered hands kind of work.
Weʼve come so incredibly close to splitting. I have hated, loved, hated Cam more times than I can count. Each time we nearly separated, we dug back into the “shit” and grew. We learned a little more about ourselves and each other and what love really looks and feels like. What commitment means.
There is a dance that we do. Sometimes we dance together, sometimes apart, and my least favourite, the dance where our toes have been smashed by the other and we lie bleeding on the dance floor. Those times can take a while to heal and usually need a bunch of kind-hearted women to carry you off the dance floor and bandage you up.
Iʼm a child of fairy tales and magic, I love “LOVE”. While that may be a beautiful thing, the fairy tale thing had me in a trap. I didnʼt realise how much I needed to smash that ideology into pieces.
On Dec7, 25years ago Ali and I were married. About a year later we were in the high desert of California having an adventure. Thank you @paliali1 for all of our adventures, for every color and every feeling… my wish is to have at least another 25years experiencing life beside you. #iloveyou #grateful I am a better man because of you #patience #25celebrationbeginsnow #grandcanyon #rv #penfoldsgrange #volkswagongolf #cabriolet