Today, Byron and I have been married for two months. We have been a couple for 18 months. And it's been a kick-ass ride! I've never had so much fun, so much laughter, and love in my life. Even when we hit the bumps, it's still a worthwhile ride.
In the two months since we made it official, I have been asked A LOT how marriage feels. Or how is life now as a married woman. Or how my life has changed.
It hasn't. Was it supposed to? Life as a married woman feels pretty much the same as life as a woman in a deeply committed relationship. Marriage, however, feels awesome! I no longer have to refer to Byron as my fiance, then fielding further questions about wedding date, which then leads to incessant questions about venuedressfoodguests.
There is, however, this intense feeling of safety. As if from the minute he proposed to 4:59pm on September 19th, either one of us could have walked away relatively unscathed - except for a shattered heart. Now that we are officially married, we are fully intertwined in financial matters, or material things, or even future goals. I can't on a whim decide to work for Shell International in Kuala Lumpur. He can't wake up tomorrow and decide he needs to quit his job. It's comforting to know that my next life step will be taken in tandem with the one I love.
But other than that... life goes on. Am I supposed to feel different as a wife? I don't act differently. I am pretty much par for the course on the homefront. I acted like a 1950's housewife with a job before the wedding and I still do.
We both still get a thrill out of calling each other "husband" and "wife" I still giggle when he calls me "Wife". I love that name!
Committedly Yours,
xoxoSallyS
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