I have been reading back through some stuff I wrote a while back. What you see in italics below is circa 2002, I think. I wrote this bit about how I viewed my relationship with Marixa. I would like to share it with you. I will add some comments at the bottom.

My armor is not as shiny as it used to be. Armor that has been used rarely is. It has withstood the attacks. My lady is safe. This is my achievement. She feels safe, cared for, and loved. I know with certainty she sees no problem with her knight.

In days long ago another tried to take up the shield and sword to defend her. His armor was polished, as was his sword. But, they were both poorly made. His armor cracked. His sword shattered. He fled and left her alone in the wild. Now, she is my lady. This will not happen.

My armor is thick and heavy. It may not shine as it once did, but no matter. Its dull finish is a reminder to those who would try and do her harm. This knight has seen battle and won. I will not take the armor off to polish it. My lady must not suffer attack. Her protection and her honor require that, to the very giving of my life.

I wrote this after we had been married for 3 years. I feel every word of it even more 9 years later. As her husband it is my honor to defend her. She is a strong woman who is more than capable of taking care of herself, but at the same time she has to know that I am fighting for her. Loving her. Caring for her needs. Protecting her and our family from harm. She knows that I am for her.

One of the reasons I remember writing this was to ask this question: Is a knight in shining armor the best? Or is it the one who has fought and proved himself? What do you think?

 

 

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