I wanted this song for our first dance at our wedding, seven years ago plus a few days (go ahead and listen while you read this; sorry about the ad):
Pat adamantly disagreed:
“You could have just as easily been someone else??” What is that, a threat?
I had trouble explaining why this song touched me so much. After seven years, I understand a bit more.
We met when we were eighteen and nineteen. I think about all the other people I knew at that time. Some I’ve stayed in touch with, most I haven’t. But with one–just one–I share a home, a family, a life.
At eighteen, I didn’t really know anything about anything. Yet I knew almost right away that I would marry you (though we didn’t actually marry until six years later). How the heck could I have known whom to spend the rest of my life with? In that sense, you could have been “anyone at all.” Somehow, though, I made the perfect choice.
Funny how I feel more myself with you
Than anybody else that I ever knew
I hear it in your voice, see it in your face
You’ve become the memory I can’t erase
You could have been anyone at all
A stranger falling out of the blue
I’m so glad it was you
“It wasn’t in the plan.” I wasn’t out to find a husband, not for a long time. But God’s timing turned out to be better than mine.
I’m not very romantic. I never had a euphoric, crazy-in-love stage where everything felt perfect and you seemed perfect. I was aware of your faults almost from the beginning (perhaps because they aren’t many). Were you aware of all mine? Probably not. Just as well; you sure do now! But even when you annoyed me, I just couldn’t shake the feeling that we were supposed to be together.
It wasn’t in the plan, not that I could see
Suddenly a miracle came to me
Safe within your arms, I can say what’s true
Nothing in the world I would keep from you
So honey, thank you for seven wonderful years, and here’s hoping for seventy more. And even though you hate it, this song’s for you. I’m so glad it was you.