
Cameron and I have been married for a little over a month now.
This all feels so surreal.
I have always been the romantic. Clinging to the hope of love finding me and living happily ever after. After many years of trial and error, I finally found a man that was who and what I wanted and needed (coincidently I am who and what he wanted and needed too).
I had been convinced that once the wedding was over, we could settle into married bliss and relax with one another. WRONG! There is still so much to do even after a wedding is over! Including (but not limited to) changing my name across the board, sending thank you cards and decorating our new apartment.
Temperament-wise we are just peachy keen. I’ve heard of so many couples struggling to cope when moving in with one another. “You really don’t know a person until you move in with them” doesn’t apply to us. I’m sure many would say we’re still in that honeymoon stage, that the rose-colored glasses are still on. Well good! Leave them there! I like being happy in my marriage with my husband. I look at how many people around us have lost the love in their relationships (or never had it to begin with) and I feel incredibly sad, not to mention determined never to let that happen to us.
After over 2 years of being together, Cameron and I have not fought once. The only time we’ve even snapped at one another at all is when either one of us was hungry (I am like Joe Pecsi in the Snickers commercial when I have no food in my stomach).
All of our little skeptics out there will say “Yeah right give them a few years, then let’s see how happy they are”. Think what you will. We are human, we aren’t perfect but we will always remain happy in our marriage.
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