Sunday Scribblings #67 – Wedding
I got married on October 4, 2003.
Almost 5 years ago.
It was a candle-lit evening ceremony with a cocktail reception.
Sounds romantic?
It was an extremely stressful event.
I think it was the bounty of red wine that got me through it.
The whole marriage thing was full-on stress laden, really.
I love Paul, and I have no regrets about marrying him.
It’s just that marriage meant an identity change.
And a deeply unconscious shift.
And a resentment.
Around what I thought my life would be,
and for whom I was spending oodles of time and money to please.
Our marriage happened at a very stressful time.
My father-in-law was dying.
I was anorexic.
But lessons came out of it.
Ones of love.
The love that saw us through hell.
And keeps us together today.
Love conquers all. A lovely story.
Ah, the special thing about love, if you can hit it right…
There is no better way to get to know one’s self then through the reflection of our partners and kids! I have learned so much in my 14 years of marriage (and 2kids). The effort is worth it – I hope anyways!
Romance is only a part of loving someone. Good to hear you got through the other parts.
I am so glad that Paul is part of our family. He, and his family, have become a wonderful addition to ours. I remember your wedding as a very special and well thought out event which was made all the more memorable for the reasons you outline. I am so proud of the distance you and Paul have travelled together…I love you both…Mom
Was – I was moved by your entry. It was also very well written, I might add. It had a certain style of language and flow that I recognize as yours. The words are so powerful, yet written with an undertone of, I don’t know, is it anger, resentment? Somehow coming from a position of looking back? I don’t know. I can’t put my finger on it. But it makes it very powerful because it’s kind of like it’s devoid of emotion, yet it’s ironic because the words are very emotional.
thanks for sharing…
Love you lots!
Paul