Sunday, May 24, 2009

In Celebration of One Year

Sometimes I worry that people judge me when they find out that I got married at twenty-two to my high school boyfriend. I mean, hell. I kind of judge me for getting married at twenty-two to my high school boyfriend. Who am I, with my teaspoon of life experience, to know if I'll want to be with Preston, or he'll want to be with me in fifty years? In twenty years? Even in five years? Who am I to know that one of us won't want something or someone else one day? Who am I to know that this marriage won't fail?

I can't know, I suppose, that this marriage won't fail. People change unexpectedly. They want different things, people, places. My father was one of them, and I grew up witnessing every day the worst of what marriage can be.

That said, I do know, from the very bottom of my heart, that I have never been as confident as I did and do feel in my decision to marry Preston. Yes, when we got married, we were young and in love and there were lots of rainbows, but I was also acutely aware that this partnership, this union--it was for life. So I don't know how I know that I'll want to be with Preston in twenty years, or that he'll want to be with me, I just know that I do. I know that he is a supportive and present partner. I know that he is good, kind, calm, and generous. I know that he brings out the best in me and in others, and I know that he loves me. It is the simplest, easiest relationship I have ever had, and that doesn't make me feel lazy; it makes me feel at home.

I had hoped to have a slideshow ready for today, but I'm having technical difficulties, so it'll have to wait till later in the week. However, in the spirit of celebrating our first year of LOVE, I've assembled a list of posts from the year which trace our first year of marriage from a first photo last May, to our honeymoon, to the arrival of Ness, to cooking dinner together like real, live, adults, to our first Christmas card, and to those last crazy months of the spring.

It's been a difficult year, and I can't say that graduate school has done WONDERS for our marriage (because it hasn't), but I have had a wonderful first year of being married to Preston. We've celebrated in style this weekend (more on that later), and the celebration will continue tonight (scallops and bacon! wedding cake! champagne! look how fancy!), but for now, let's celebrate the year, in all its ups and downs. Enjoy.


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4 comments:

  1. Congratulations on one year of marriage! & for the record, my parents got married at 21 & 24 and are still happily married 32 years later - so no judgment here!

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  2. Okay, you added the photo after I attempted to read this post last night (and was rudely interrupted by a hungry baby:). It is ENTIRELY TOO CUTE!
    I might be crazy, and too young to know anything about anything, but it sounds to me like you do know that you will be together 50 years from now. There isn't always a sounds reason for love, but I think that's what makes it so great :)
    Happy Anniversary! I wish y'all MANY more years of happiness!

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  3. MF-Love like the sounds of yours lasts forever even if you were young when you married. Jeff and I will celebrate 29 years in August, we married as high school sweethearts at age 20. We have been together for 32 years. I think that if you asked us if we would do it again, we would both say yes! That feeling of it being the easiest relationship of your life means a lot.

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