My friend Amanda is getting married this weekend. Snaps to Amanda and her charming soon-to-be husband! Beyond the basic well wishing, of which there will be much in the coming days and weeks, it seems appropriate to offer some kind of advice or forewarning as she saunters into the land of hitched. The problem is, I don’t have the best track record when it comes to the whole committed relationship thing. You see, I’ve been married twice, and am on the down side of a 5 year relationship now, so for me to offer anything other than good luck is a bit of misnomer…
However, in true life giving you
lemons style, I turned my lack of married success into a thriving blog called
Life After Married. LAM offers pithy and
not-so-pithy glimpses into the inner workings of relationships and what life
looks like when you followed the map and played by the rules, and still ended
up in a quagmire of dysfunction and disillusion. Life After Married is where you go when you
wake up in the morning and say to yourself “…wait a second…this is what it’s
all about?...Seriously…?”
Knowing that Amanda is of sound
mind and character, I have the utmost faith in her ability to rock a
relationship – married or otherwise. But
just in case, there’s always my site…!
The following piece was recently
published on Life After Married, and was written by my wise and worldly 23 year
old editorial assistant. I tried to come
up with something more appropriate or fitting for someone about to walk down
the aisle, but I couldn’t!
So here’s to weddings and parties
and marriages…and even Life After Married…may they all be splendid!
The other night I was having dinner
with my parents. My mother had made dinner and my father was doing the dishes.
A fight ensued. My mother started screaming at my father because he was
cleaning the dishes the “wrong way.” My father shot back that my mother never
even does the dishes so she should remain quiet…in so many words.
During the entire fight my mother
and father were seemingly pissed off at one another – and yet were laughing
hysterically. I was befuddled, perplexed, and I couldn’t stop laughing at
(with?) them. Since I have never been able to hold a relationship longer than
two years (judge not lest ye be judged), the relationship that my parents have
oftentimes confuses and intrigues me more than I would like to admit. They have
been married for 35 years and they have never been more in love. There are no
two people who care more about one another – or complain more about one another
in the most affectionate way that I know.
I never try to base my own
relationships off those of other’s; however, my parents and their intimate
connection after almost 38 years of knowing one another is what I one day hope
to have. After 35 years of marriage I want to be able to yell at my husband at
the top of my lungs while holding a drying rag, and start hysterically laughing
at something only the two of us understand.
What makes a marriage stay together
after so long? What keeps people laughing and fighting and making up? And how,
might I add, are people able to stand each other for that amount of time?
Beyond love, beyond laughter, how do two people stay in each other’s presence
for such a long amount of time and learn to grow together?
This is the thing that confounds
me. Growing seems like such a personal and emotional process – how it is
possible someone can share that with you and also grow in their own way? When
couples are married for decades, I don’t envy them, I’m fascinated by them.
They are creatures of habit. People with security and an insurmountable amount
of trust between each other are people that I envy. Perhaps it is not the
marriage aspect that affects me when I think about my parents, but the way that
they have kept themselves, their being, and the root of their individual
characters intact over the last 35 years.
They have grown together and
individually. Something I have yet to be able to do with a partner, and
something I will strive to do in the future.
*A freelance blogger, Sara is the writer and publisher of Blue Blinds, Boston Editor of The Fashionable Housewife, and a contributor to BeClose.com, a blog about the business of caregiving. She is currently developing a new blog venture, Life After Married, an on-line editorial destination for anyone who has asked the question “…now what?” after a few years of marriage.
*A freelance blogger, Sara is the writer and publisher of Blue Blinds, Boston Editor of The Fashionable Housewife, and a contributor to BeClose.com, a blog about the business of caregiving. She is currently developing a new blog venture, Life After Married, an on-line editorial destination for anyone who has asked the question “…now what?” after a few years of marriage.
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