Monday, April 04, 2011
Holy Matrimony and Secret Knowledge
It's not often I get to sit with my husband at weddings. He's either at the piano or a mic or both while I sit in the congregation and gaze at him adoringly (or something like that). But this weekend I got to sit WITH him, as in side by side, at a beautiful outdoor wedding, the wind gently blowing around us, the string quartet providing wonderful ambiance.
And I liked it. I liked it a lot. It's not that I mind sitting by myself. I can't tell you the number of weddings I've sat anonymously in the crowd and listened to people around me comment on how wonderful the piano player is. That's kind of fun. Sometimes I imagine I'm a secret agent with classified information about the subject of interest. "Yes, the man has great keyboard skills, but that's only the tip of the iceberg to his wonderfulness," I think, with a sly smile on my face.
Does anyone else notice how goofy he looks when he concentrates on his performance and gets "piano face?" Have they ever seen the way his face lights up when he laughs really hard? I'm certain no one has any idea how cute he is while shaving in his underwear (Mmm, mmm, mmm). If it's a large wedding and the postlude lasts forever, I nearly bust with my vast amounts of secret knowledge.
So as I enjoyed a sunny Saturday afternoon wedding, I had to ask myself why sitting WITH him was so much better than watching him. I came to one conclusion.
I like being identified with him. I like people seeing we go together. I like being known as the Boesigers. We joke around at our house about being "as one," usually in the context that if one of us completes a task it's unnecessary for the other to do it--"If you're attending that meeting there's no reason for me to. We are as one" or "If you exercised today, I'm good. We are as one." You get the picture.
But all kidding aside, we ARE as one and I like being recognized as such. I am his and he is mine and we love it that way. (At least I think he does. Maybe I should ask!) Marriage has been an awesome ride for Mr. and Mrs. Boesiger and I like to think it shows. I pray if people see it, they want to work at their marriages all the more. I enjoy being associated with him. I'm proud of him. I get great satisfaction in being known as his wife.
And possessing secret knowledge (insert sardonic laugh).