Jemelene Wilson: The marriage dance | Moms
Occupation: Substitute Instructional Assistant, Roseburg School District
Family: Husband Russ; mom to Rachel, 21, Allison, 13, and mother-in-law to Lem, 24.
About: She's a complicated girl who likes living a simple life. She married her FedEx man and moved to Oregon six months later. They are now in full-time ministry in a local church. Being a mom has been the joy of her life. As the mother of two daughters with one married and one in her teens, life is never dull. Her second child came through adoption bringing an unexpected education in the field of medicine and special needs children. Her faith in God is what gives her stability but mostly joy, peace and the ability to love. She is passionate about relationships. Her belief that love is always the right answer comes out in her writings and she strives for it to come out in her life. Filled with thousands of stories overflowing with hope. She feels privileged to write here and her own little corner of the blogosphere called Finding Hope.
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This weekend is our 24th wedding anniversary. Me and that one guy are still in awe of the life we have been given. The love we share is no less than a miracle and I’m thankful for what I have everyday, even when it doesn’t seem thanks worthy.
A few months ago I penned this piece of prose and today it is a comfort to me so it seemed fitting to share it on the eve of such a lovely occasion…
Once upon a time we spoke of dance lessons.
The chance to have a night out, just the two of us,
learning together, holding hands and laughing through it all.
Time and opportunity never intersected to bring us to that place.
We dance anyway.
We don’t just save it for special events anymore.
In our family room we dance for The Princess until her giggles overtake tears.
Slow dancing by the fireplace until the music runs out.
Working together in the kitchen has it’s own rhythm.
The point is, we dance.
Our life together has been a series of waltzes, jitterbugs, two steps and missteps until our feet were sore all the way to the instep.
We’ve learned to ask forgiveness when we stumble onto each other and know when it’s time to sit this one out.
Music intertwines into our souls, our hearts and every corner of our home.
I’ll hum into his ear when the words don’t matter and he’ll pull me back to gaze into my eyes.
As the years roll on, we connect and we dance.
It hasn’t always been smooth and the music of life often plays an awkward beat. Still, we don’t sit out.
Holding each other tight, we sway to the song being written in our hearts until the melodies and harmonies play through to our bones and our feet are in step again.
We both lead, we both follow and we both love passionately.
Right now is our happily ever after.
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