Ok, I had a thought yesterday about jeans and how jeans can relate to just about anything else that is going on in your life. Just stay with me a minute.
Finding the perfect pair of jeans is next to impossible. Either they are too tight in some spots, too loose in some spots, they slide down your butt, they are too long in the leg or they come up way over your belly button. It's just really hard to find a pair that make your body look the way you want it to. But when you do finally find that perfect fitting and feeling pair of jeans you buy as many pairs as you can knowing that they next time you come back they either wont be there or they wont have your size anymore. Once you have these perfect jeans in your possession you wear them all the time, with anything, to any occasion and you feel fabulous the whole time. They make everything else you own fit and look better on you then it ever did before. And when you've finally worn a hole in them somewhere you are devastated and do everything you can to either fix it or make it look like they were meant to have a hole there. "Of course I knew about that hole on my butt, it's the new style!" Who cares if your underwear (or lack there of) is showing? You would rather jump of the next bridge then get rid of the most perfect jeans in the world!
Now imagine using this view of jeans on every other part of your life. Say you substitute the world husband for jeans. You found the most perfect fitting husband in the world. So you married him (bought him) and you wear him everywhere, he makes you feel like a new woman, a better woman and you feel fabulous with him around. Then one day you notice things aren't as perfect as they used to be when things were new and fabulous. There's a hole. I find that most people tend to throw away marriages easier then they do jeans. It's like a cotton/spandex blend pair of pants are worth more then this person that you chose to spend the rest of your life with. I think you should at least put as much work and effort into your marriage as you would your favorite pair of jeans. If there's a hole, fix it up and make it look chic. "Yes of course! Fighting is the new thing! Sleeping on the couch is the new in thing!" Hopefully you aren't always fighting and sleeping on the couch but you get my point. Why do we put more effort into our material things then we do with our relationships?
Luckily I have found the perfect fitting husband. And so far there are no holes there. But if there ever was a hole I would much rather patch it up and proudly wear my marriage like it was still brand spanking new. If at your 50 or 60th anniversary you are more like a patchwork quilt then the perfect pair of jeans, at least you know you are worn in and comfortable. You can point out each patch and say, "Look, we went through that and here we still are." Unfortunately for me though, it was far easier to find the perfect fitting husband then it is to find the perfect fitting jeans. :)
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