Don't you think it is amazing so many people commit to relationships to begin with?
Doe-eyed hope, is all I can figure.
Sometimes couples make the journey together, sometimes their roads lead them in different paths.
The best quote I ever heard on marriage was this: "In all our years of marriage, I never once considered divorce. Murder, yes. Divorce, never."
That pretty much sums it up, doesn't it?
I chose pretty well in the life partner department, I will admit it. But even the last three or so years have wrung us dry.
You see, we got married ever so young. We were just children at 23 and 24 years old. We jumped head first into love, and marriage and then baby carriages. And marriage has been fun--and wonderful--and full of joy.
....just as darkness exposes light, we've had our portioned share of disappointments along the path. Deaths, career changes, family responsibilities, transitions, depression, addiction, repeated moves, and just life have taken it's fierce and often unkind toll on us as the years have passed.
I recently had a dear friend tell me that she wished she had a marriage like mine. And then she wisely corrected her statement, "Well, but I guess what I see is the blogger version of your marriage, huh?"
Yes, my friend. My marriage (and yours) has some blog worthy stories. Stories that will make you laugh and maybe even cry with their sweetness, but real married life is full of heavenly highs and the darkest of lows. We are real people, who are messy and chaotic and, therefore, produce messy and chaotic relationships. If we're lucky, we lay our vulnerable selves out on the altar, in full view of our partner to be received and appreciated and just loved. For the most part, this has been our path together--and even though this has been our path, it doesn't mean that we haven't known our own kind of heartache.
And so we approached a crossroads.
The young, bright eyed children who married sixteen years ago are gone. Grayish haired (some more than others, a-hem) seasoned, middle aged adults remain to make a choice as to where our path leads next.
Three days ago Mountain Man and I stood on the beach of the Pacific Ocean as sunrise to recommit to the journey we started as children. As the sun rose, we ushered in the the dawn dressed in white and told one another the secret promises of our hearts.
A seagull was our witness.
And while the road may still be rough in places through the coming years, we've recommitted to traveling it together.
|My face is all puffy because I had a cold. And I'd been crying. Stop judging me. ;)|
|This seagull did NOT try to peck out my eye, make a rude toast at our reception|
or interrrupt. He was the perfect witness.
|Picturesque, n'est pas?|
|I like waves.|
|Let's be honest, I'm vain and the only reason this picture made the |
cut is because the damn humidity hadn't flattened my hair out yet and
it still looks good. OH, what I mean is--how did THIS picture get in here?!?
|There's no enjoyment without a wicked sense of humor.|
Also, ear plugs and separate sinks don't hurt.
What's the best piece of advice you ever received, or gave to a newly married couple?