Note: Many years ago, I made up this story. My husband and I have been married now for almost 46 years, raised two sons and now enjoy 6 grandchildren. Although the “facts” in this story are fiction, the feelings I described for my husband are stronger than ever. God has blessed us and we thank Him!
The fairy tale begins, AOnce upon a time…@, and ends AThey lived happily ever after.@ In between there is a grand adventure and the shining armor-clad knight rescues the beautiful damsel in distress.
I am going to tell you what actually happens when the knight and the damsel kiss and set off to live happily ever after.
They get married and pledge to love each other no matter what; sickness, health, poverty, wealth, better, worse, etc. They begin their married life with all kinds of butterflies, real and imagined – racing hearts, loving gazes, gentle touches.
Then the honeymoon is over.
He has to go to work to pay for the small apartment they live in. She goes to work to put some money in savings for the house they dream of.
A few months later, she is feeling sickly. The doctor says only a small percent get pregnant while faithfully taking birth control pills.
Somehow, they get by. She takes a little time off work for the first baby and a little less time off when the second one arrives.
Money is still tight. The apartment is really cramped now. The money set aside for the dream house has been spent long ago putting food on the table, paying for childcare, doctor bills, car repairs, utilities, and on and on and on, the list goes.
And the years pass. The children grow. The dream house was forgotten, but the three-bedroom house they could afford has been a decent home.
And sometimes, she remembers her knight in shining armor. In fact, she still catches glimpses of him now and then; when the day is done, and he is on his knees listening to his children say their bedtime prayers, when he coaches his son=s little league team or sits for hours at the recital to hear his daughter play her 5-minute piano piece, when he comforts his crying child…
And the moments they share as man and wife; no arms could hold her any closer than his, no other heart=s rhythm could be as familiar, no man could make her feel more appreciated or more loved than this man who has walked beside her through life=s good times and bad.
So, her knight is still her knight. He still rescues the damsel in distress. His armor is a bit rusty, having weathered all of life=s storms, but he still causes her heart to flutter when he walks into the room. The bond they have forged over the years is much stronger now and indeed, with God’s grace and blessing, they probably will continue to Alive happily ever after.”