I’m traveling via several airlines and numerous airports today to Boise, Idaho. It is almost easier and cheaper to fly to England. Due to numerous situations, I find myself traveling alone, without my very best friend in the entire world – my wife. I am visiting family in Boise, and I very much look forward to that. Plus, I love Boise. It is a fabulous city and the entire treasure valley is wonderful. Yet – I miss my wife.
You see, my first wife was my wife. But she wasn’t my best friend. We had little in common. Not faith, not philosophy, not values and certainly no shared interests.
My wife today though, is my very best friend. We share numerous hobbies, including old used books, books of any kind, history, coffee shops and coffee (We have a French press), classical music, big band music, old black and white movies, photography, nature, drives on dirt roads, birding to name just a few. When we were dating we could never break up for long, as every time we did we couldn’t avoid running into each other because our interests were so aligned.
We also share a very strong faith in Jesus Christ, and our general philosophies of life are in sync. Such topics as politics and money management are no problem for us. We are both introverts and home bodies, so we can survive for months without seeing anyone else.
Granted, there are things we don’t have in common. I enjoy science fiction and jazz, and she isn’t too keen on either. She enjoys women things like hanging fake towels in the bathroom while I enjoy men things like taking apart my computer and leaving the parts all over the house while I plan on one day rebuilding it.
But we have a bond as lovers and husband and wife and more than that, as best friends.
And I am missing her right now as I sit in the airport having adventures without her.
Let this be a note of encouragement to my fellow bloggers out there, and you know who you are…..who are or have just been through a divorce. Yes, my divorce was as painful as anything I ever remember in my life. But I didn’t settle for just someone to love me the second time around. I married my best friend, and I am happier on any given day with her than my entire marriage with whtshername. You have to learn and you have to grow as a person after a divorce, and then get it right the second time.
I did.
Peace out people.
SCG