My husband and I won a dream wedding contest and I still look back at that time as though it really didn't happen. I mean, it really was a dream. (At least it felt like it!)
It was so easy to get wrapped up in the wedding planning, the cake-tastings, the dress-fittings, the TV segments (yep, we were on local TV), the bachelorette party (with the penis cake that really was delicious) and I must admit that I never really thought much about what it was all really supposed to be about. I'm an only child who lived alone for many years. So, the realization of living with someone and having to compromise often with that person really didn't kick-in until after my husband and I were wed. I had no expectations about what my life would become.
That leads me here today. Nine crazy, yet fulfilling years later.
And really, now that I think about it, there's nothing crazy about it.
It dawned on me in recent years that my husband and I have that deep kind of love you get when you've been with someone for a long time. I think it's also strong because of the bond we have through our kiddos. Our love is the real deal - the kind that keeps you together when you're so old and wrinkly that you don't leave fingerprints anymore. It's the kind of love that stays strong even when your partner passes wind and doesn't realize it. It's the kind of love that withstands conflict, stress and tragedy. It's the kind of loving relationship that I'm damn thankful for.
Life is definitely different now compared to nine years ago, as well it should be. We're not two anymore, but four (and some old lady cats.) We're tired, have way more gray hair, constantly take TV naps and can no longer have private conversations unless it's between 9 p.m. and 7 a.m. But, our lives and our love are richer for it.
I anticipate my future wedded years to be filled with with more belches at the table, smelly children, a messy house, microwave dinners (from me), piano-playing, guitar-playing, sports-playing, cropped-pants, t-shirts, tears, laughter, movies, wonder, hugs, piggy-back rides, family dance parties, special trips to Toys R'Us and rare date nights with the man I married almost a decade ago. I wouldn't have it any other way.
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