Christian and I got married last Friday. Woot woot! We were informed by guests that it was one of the (if not THE) most spectacular wedding ever. This is not because we had silk napkins imported from India to dapple the reception tables (we didn't) or because we had a magician walking around entertaining guests as we ate (again, sadly that was a different wedding). Rather it was because it was so incredibly honest and it was fun for everyone in attendance. The ceremony had awesome music groups(none of this Pacabel or wedding march business!), the officiant was thoughtful in his words, we wrote our own vows, and there was congregational participation. The reception had a playlist we had developed during the cocktail and dinner hours, followed by an awesome funk band that had everyone dancing. Everyone I spoke with during the course of the event and the week following has said they had a great time. My bridesmaids looked fabulous, the groomsmen looked fabulous, and I think I heard every table at the reception full of laughter. It really felt like the best start of our life together we could possibly have.
Afterwards people always talk about brides feeling the come down. Though the initial daze has worn off, I'm far from being depressed. We wake up every morning next to our best friend in the whole world and it makes us both grin from ear to ear. We're planning our next steps (moving to Phoenix AZ) and it makes us so excited. Even the most annoying chores are softened by jokes and a recognition that everything is alright. We have nothing to worry about because we have each other. It's wonderful all the time. Problem-solving becomes a game. Every day is a new adventure and a new story.
We do look at each other every now and again and say "Hey, we're married!?!" Christian seems to take particular delight in saying things like "It's my beautiful wife" or "have you seen my wife?" We both catch each other fiddling or just staring at our rings. It's hard not to be transfixed.
At a friend's recent wedding someone said something like "May this day be the day you love your spouse the least" in other words, that you continue to love your spouse more and more over time. Many people told us that marriage does in fact get better and better over time. My guess is, in cases where the partnership is formed for the right reasons, growing and changing together increases and strengthens your closeness. It's a beautiful and wonderful thing. That's not to say that there won't be times of difficulty, stress, anger, sadness, or other tensions. Those things are certainly part of life. But when you wake up every day knowing there is at least one person who has chosen to bind themselves together with you until you die, you feel a bit more secure about everything.
We've gotten into the excitment of looking ahead at moving, getting jobs, having him graduate from MMI, and starting a family. I went to the DMV today to begin the process for my motorcycle license so I can have it before we move. It makes me feel like things are really happening. Changes are occuring and they're all good because whatever happens Christian is with me and our lives are totally blessed. We have wonderful family and friends. We are full of potential, gifts and talents. The world is our oyster. It's great to be alive.
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