People are disappointed to learn that we are still this happy.
“Give it ten years.”
I want to take a moment to express how much I adore hearing this from other married people. Oh, man, it’s the best!
When Lou and I were planning our wedding, I’d often share my excitement for my upcoming marriage.
I quickly learned not to do that.
After hearing countless versions of, “Just give it ten years,” or, “Enjoy it while it lasts, ” I made a conscious effort to scale back my expressions of happiness.
Not because I felt like a braggart. But because it felt gross when other people (some of them “friends”) openly damned my marriage.
We’ve been married for over a year now.
“How’s married life?” someone will inevitably ask.
“Totally awesome. I love it,” I always reply (because I’m not a liar).
“Yeah…talk to me in a few years,” they say.
“Go fuck yourself!” I [wish I could] say back.
I assume this means that people want me to say that marriage is harder than I thought it would be and that married life isn’t romantic or that my husband is a dick and we never have sex anymore.
Sorry, everybody, but this will never happen.
And I mean that. Never.
It won’t happen because I made a promise. Sure, I promised Lou I’d honor him in sickness and in health and blah, blah, blah…I take that seriously. But that’s not the promise I’m talking about.
Way before I met Lou, I was in an unhappy relationship. This man and I stayed together over four years and even though we fought constantly, we got engaged.
I broke it off.
I put him through hell. I disappointed our families. And I flipped my life upside-down.
I decided all that mayhem had to amount to something. So I promised myself I would never be in an unhappy relationship again.
Since settling would have broken my promise, I could have easily spent this life alone. I am extraordinarily lucky to have found Lou.
So, no, I will never hate on my marriage. No matter how much other people want me to.
Besides, how could I hate a husband who does this?
I found this on my desk this morning. Lou printed out a picture of himself. Then he made himself say, "Lilia Rocks."