Last night the hubs and I were watching television. A sitcom we like ("How I Met Your Mother") came on. It was a rerun, but one we'd never seen before. The episode chronicled the wedding day of two of the main characters and featured all the shenanigans of the wedding attendees. If something could have gone wrong it did -- Murphy's Law.
Even though Aggie and I are going on into our fourth year of marriage, every time I see the misadventures of someone else's wedding, I think of our own day. The physical details (flowers, dresses, hair) were all perfect, but there were so many hurtful things that happened behind the scenes that the day has been soured to me. For nearly a year afterward, I wouldn't even look at wedding pictures or our scrapbook. To this day I have not viewed the video of our ceremony.
You see, our marriage nearly failed before it really even started. Looking back, I'm not sure we were ready to get married. We'd known each other less than a year and dated for only about six months. We were young, impetuous and passionate. But I'm not sure we fully understood what we were doing. I can clearly remember after the debacle that was our reception attempting to stomp my brand new wedding ring into the ground and wondering what exactly an annulment entailed. The Aggie, conversely, found himself walking in a tight circle, thinking: HOLY MARY MOTHER OF GOD, I HAVE MARRIED ONE CRAZY BITCH.
But, hey! Luckily for us, it worked out just fine. We had good friends to reason with us (thanks Madge!). So after we calmed down, realized that gravity of the commitment we'd just made to each other, we took a collective deep breath, clasped hands and charged full steam ahead. And four years later we haven't looked back. Its been the best and easiest time of my life. That's not to say we haven't been through hell. We've weathered professional, personal and health failures. We've experienced death, birth and forgiveness.
And all the while, I find myself thinking one thing: No, we didn't exactly get the perfect wedding day, but we sure did come out with a remarkable relationship. And if I had to choose, I'd rather get the marriage right than the wedding day.
Better lucky than good.
Even though Aggie and I are going on into our fourth year of marriage, every time I see the misadventures of someone else's wedding, I think of our own day. The physical details (flowers, dresses, hair) were all perfect, but there were so many hurtful things that happened behind the scenes that the day has been soured to me. For nearly a year afterward, I wouldn't even look at wedding pictures or our scrapbook. To this day I have not viewed the video of our ceremony.
You see, our marriage nearly failed before it really even started. Looking back, I'm not sure we were ready to get married. We'd known each other less than a year and dated for only about six months. We were young, impetuous and passionate. But I'm not sure we fully understood what we were doing. I can clearly remember after the debacle that was our reception attempting to stomp my brand new wedding ring into the ground and wondering what exactly an annulment entailed. The Aggie, conversely, found himself walking in a tight circle, thinking: HOLY MARY MOTHER OF GOD, I HAVE MARRIED ONE CRAZY BITCH.But, hey! Luckily for us, it worked out just fine. We had good friends to reason with us (thanks Madge!). So after we calmed down, realized that gravity of the commitment we'd just made to each other, we took a collective deep breath, clasped hands and charged full steam ahead. And four years later we haven't looked back. Its been the best and easiest time of my life. That's not to say we haven't been through hell. We've weathered professional, personal and health failures. We've experienced death, birth and forgiveness.
And all the while, I find myself thinking one thing: No, we didn't exactly get the perfect wedding day, but we sure did come out with a remarkable relationship. And if I had to choose, I'd rather get the marriage right than the wedding day.
Better lucky than good.
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