This weekend, Mark participated in the wedding of an old friend, just a few days after the third anniversary of our wedding day. After three years we aren't wise yet, but we're wiser.
I sat in the pew before the wedding with a blank card, thinking about what I should write. If there were any deep truths written in any of the cards we got when we were married, I have long since forgotten about them, but I felt I should write something more than generic congratulatory vagaries. All I have to offer is three meager years of experience. Three years, distilled, is something like this.
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You should know that being married isn't like getting married. Except in one way, it is. At your wedding you're saying that out of all the people in the world, you chose each other. For as long as you're married you'll have to keep choosing the other person, waking up each morning and saying, "Out of all the people in the world, I still choose you." You'll have to do that every day for the rest of your lives. It will be the hardest thing you'll ever have to do. And believe me, it's a choice worth making.
Yes. yes. yes. And happy anniversary.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! :)
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