VOW: a solemn promise, specifically one by which a person is bound to an act
Once upon a time, a boy and a girl exchanged this vow:
I enter into a marriage covenant with you
secure in the knowledge that you will be
my constant friend, faithful partner, adventure buddy and one true love.
On this special day, I give to you in the presence of God
my sacred promise to stay by your side
in sickness and in health, in joy and in sorrow,
through the good times and the bad.
I promise to love you without reservation,
demonstrate honor and respect,
grow with you in mind and spirit,
always be open and honest with you,
and cherish you for as long as we both shall live.
The vow was written when their love was new. The vow was written when their future was bright but blurry. The vow was written by a girl who desperately wanted a marriage that worked and a boy who loved the girl enough to think it would. The vow was glued around a candle and placed on an alter one rainy day in September.
The candle was moved from the alter to their dresser and placed just to the left of the alarm clock – the aspirations of young love juxtaposed with the demands of daily life.
The vow once spoke of hope. But, as time passed there was less hope.
Hope is the language of wanting. Of desiring. Of wishing. Hope implies unmet expectations. As years passed, the vow no longer spoke of hope.
Instead, it spoke of truth. Of a thing obtained. Implemented. Grasped. Realized.
They never took this for granted. They knew that to love and be loved was a marvelous thing. They also knew that to know and be known and still love and be loved was, quite simply, a miracle.