You may not be familiar with this song, after all even in 1986 it was no longer a 'new' song. It is, however, a song that contains within it all the paradoxes that go into building a marriage. You can watch a video of the song if you like: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dP4RaDctCnM&feature=related
I cried a tear, you wiped it dry
I was confused, you cleared my mind
I sold my soul; you bought it back for me
And held me up, and gave me dignity
Somehow you needed me
You gave me strength to stand
alone again
To face the world out on my own
again
You put you high upon a pedestal
So high that I could almost see
eternity
You needed me, you needed me
And I can’t believe it’s you I can’t
believe it’s true
I needed you and you were there
And I’ll never leave why should i
leave I’d be a fool
Cause I’ve finally found someone
who really cares
As a bride, I thought I knew exactly what those lyrics meant. Now, twenty six years later, I know just how wrong I was. Edward and I can look back on many adventures. We have shared the joy of the birth of our children, and the pain of loss: but whenever I have needed Edward, he has been there.We've sold and bought houses, moved continents, changed jobs and through it all, whenever I needed him ... he was there.
For the past six months I have worked in London while Edward has remained at our family home in Norfolk with Daniel. So, every Sunday evening I jump on the coach and leave, returning late on Friday. Thank God for inclusive mobile minutes ... some nights we frantically try to squeeze a million things into one conversation; other nights we sit in contented near-silence and I hear the sound of the television programme in the background. With all the uncertainties of life, I know that I have been blessed to share more than half of my life with the man who is my husband, my lover, the father of my children, and my best friend.
I've saved the words of the last verse of the song for last because that it sums up what our marriage has meant to me:
You held my hand when it was cold
When I was lost you took me home
You gave me hope when I was at the end
And turned my lies back into truth again
You even called me friend
This is indeed the paradox of our marriage: you held my hand ... you needed me.

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