It’s Wednesday, the day that we talk marriage! I write a post, and then you all chime in by linking up your own marriage posts to the Linky below!
Today we have a guest post from Arlene Pellicane.
My James is a free spirit and I am a rules keeper. If I see a sign that says, “No Trespassing,” I don’t trespass. With James it’s another story. In our first few months of marriage, we visited the lovely Dallas Arboretum. We paid our admission and began our tour of the 66-acre gardens. After we had been walking for some time, James looked through the wrought iron fence and said, “Look, I can see our car!” Yes, the parking lot was on the other side of the fence. The very tall fence. We were tired of walking…
Do you know what’s coming next? “Let’s jump the fence!” James says. Okay, there are many problems running through my mind. One, the fence is 8 feet tall and I have never climbed a fence in my life. Two, what would this look like? How would the other people know we were climbing out of the arboretum as paid patrons, instead of into the arboretum as thieves?
“Nope,” I announced. “I can’t do it.” Before you could say “Happy Husband,” James had locked his hands together and was preparing to hoist me over the fence. “We are not walking all the way through this park to get to our car. Just climb the fence,” he announced firmly. After protesting and stalling, I put my foot in his hands and grabbed the fence. I swung one leg over and then froze. I was terrified. I’d never sat on an 8 foot wrought iron fence before, plus I was crazy nervous about doing something I felt was wrong.
There I was in the Dallas Arboretum sitting on top of an iron fence with a leg on each side. People were beginning to come into view and I was mortified beyond measure. To make matters worse, I started to cry and kept thinking, “I can’t believe James made me get up here!” Now I was having a marriage crisis. James was growing increasing frustrated and said, “Just throw your leg over and jump!” He thought I was stuck on stupid. I thought he was the most unfeeling, unkind groom ever. What knight would perch his princess on a fence of death?
I finally got the nerve to throw my leg to the other side. I fell into the parking lot in a heap of tears and embarrassment. There was nothing fond about that moment then, but I sure do love that story now. Without my free spirited husband, where would I get my crazy stories? I’ve tamed him a bit through the years (which sometimes I actually regret) so I’m trying to be less rigid and go with the flow. After all, life high above the arboretum is quite memorable.
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Arlene Pellicane is a speaker and author of 31 Days to a Happy Husband and 31 Days to a Younger You. She and her husband James live in San Diego with their three children Ethan, Noelle and Lucy.
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