Old age snuck up on me and didn’t tell me.
Over the weekend, Oldest and wife took Stud and myself out for a night of gambling. We went a few hours away to the casino to play penny slots, and quarter poker.
When did slots get so complicated?
When Stud and I were first married, we lived in Las Vegas, gambling capital of the US. We would go out about once a month, spend a roll of nickels and go home. It was a fun, cheap date. Then the slot machines had one line, only one line. You only won if you matched that line. Now, the machines have 100 lines. Literally one game I played had 100 lines. How the heck do you know if you won?
At one point, we set a meet place so that if we got separated during the evening, we would all know where to go to find each other.
Daughter and I went off in one direction, Stud and oldest the other direction. About an hour later, we run in to Oldest, and he’s alone. Where’s Stud I ask. Oldest replies he has no idea that he’s been looking for him about half hour now. Daughter said did you check the fountain?
Sure enough, there, wandering around the fountain like a lost puppy dog was my Stud. My heart lept when I saw him. As we were walking off, arm in arm, he leans and whispers in my ear, “I couldn’t find the Ma. I needed and missed the Ma.”
In case you didn’t know, the boys and Stud all call me “the Ma”.
I teared up slightly, because right then, at that moment, was the perfect moment.
He had no idea when he said it, but that was the exact thing I needed to hear. Until he said it, I didn’t know that was what I needed. But it was. And my Stud said it. Right when I needed it.
Sometimes marriage is that way. Often times, marriage is a series of misses, of nuances missed, words left unsaid, feelings tromped on and not lifted up.
But other times, oh the other times, make up for those misses. Those times when a look given at the right time to let you know they understand, a brush of the hand reminding you they are right beside you, a few words spoken or something as simple as washing dishes without being asked.
The moments in a marriage need not be big, grand gestures, even those are fabulous! No, the best moments in a marriage are the small ones. The ones that take you by surprise and make your heart skip a beat, your eyes well with tears that don’t fall, that make your breath hitch for an nth of a second. Yes, those are the best moments.