So, I’ve built a reputation for being a straight-to-the-point, no-nonsense kind of blogger. Back when I was younger, I remember thinking, “I want to be the type of writer that makes people feel like I’m talking to them, like we’re having a conversation.” I think I’ve done that, particularly with my marriage articles. I get a lot of feedback on them, but I’m scared I may have given some people the wrong idea.
I write a lot about the hardships of marriage and relationships. I do it so much that some people may have gotten the idea that I’m saying marriage is nothing but a headache and a task. I may have some single readers thinking, “Hell, if it’s that hard, I’d rather just stay single. Ain’t nobody got time for all that.”
I write this way because I want to help couples form more realistic expectations, and I really want to help couples that are struggling, but I never meant to give marriage a bad wrap. The truth is that I absolutely love being married. My husband “put a ring on it” 4 years ago, and haven’t looked back since. Even when we’re fighting and not getting along, I still love it because, even then, I can tell I married a good man who would never hurt me intentionally. I also think arguing teaches me a lot about myself and my weaknesses, so even the bad parts are good.
I love (and I mean really love) being married. It’s absolutely refreshing to have someone I truly trust and love by my side everyday. To me, marriage is about forming a partnership with a person that will help you through life. He lifts you up when you need it, and you do the same for him. Marriage provides someone to talk to, someone to laugh with, someone to eat with, someone to raise children with, someone to travel with, someone to watch your favorite shows with, someone to do the cleaning with, someone to talk about your food cravings with, someone to share that food with when you do finally get it, someone to… Okay, I think you get the picture. I’ll stop there.
Even with all the annoyances and miscommunication that happen in marriage, I still prefer it to being single. The joy I get from this relationship far outweighs the anger/frustration/straight-up-pissed-offness I feel at times. It’s like parenting. My daughter is the best thing ever in life, but she still makes me upset when she pours her cereal on the floor or writes all over the wall. Still, I wouldn’t trade her for the world. I accept everything that comes along with raising a child, just like I accept everything that comes along with maintaining a marriage. It’s not always easy, but it is always necessary.
Being married has forced me to mature in areas that probably would have remained ignored if I were still single. It has forced me to be more introspective and to challenge myself to do things that, in the end, turn out to be beneficial. In short, marriage rocks! My mother always says, “Choose wisely, treat kindly.” I’ve already made a wise decision. Now I’m busy being kind and enjoying the life we’re creating together.