Love Somebody Fully
We’re off to Eric’s grandparent’s 65th wedding anniversary party tomorrow night in upstate NY and it’s inspired my thoughts around marriage and love. I quickly came to the conclusion that until now, relationships and marriage were trifling and insignificant. I’ve never (until now) fantasized about my wedding day like most girls do. In fact, prior to Eric, my relationships only lasted for about month before I was bored and ready to move on.
Mr. & Mrs. Jones have been married since 1943 and you can still see the enduring affection they still possess for one another. It’s so heart warming in the era of divorces and infidelity that a couple who have been together for this long can still maintain such a grasp for their love. It’s truly heartening to be entering into a family that has such strong roots. Both Eric’s grandparents and parents are still blissfully devoted to each other to this day.
I began this life with parents who saw their lives in separate parts of the country which consequently lead to their annulment. When I was 3 my mom past away and I was whisked off to New York to live with my spinster dad. He was still so young and eagerly looking to find the right person. As a result, I became enamored with the idea of dating and less inclined to commit in case there was someone better.
Because of this, I never really understood what it meant to be married and in love, I never saw that type of environment in my own world so I never felt as though something was missing. The majority of my adolescence was spent enthralled in the pursuit of reputation and recognition for being single and ready to mingle at a moments notice. All the while missing that impression that two people have on their children, a sense of cherish and nurturing for one another. Hence my inability to understand what makes a relationship work and a lacking desire for fidelity.
All of this has come into full perspective with time, mistakes and patience. I like to think of our engagement as a success story. I found the balance between romance and commitment that worked. I found someone who was willing to accept me for who I am. I remember telling him that I was hard to hold on to – but that he should not let me go. And here we are headed down the isle to a definitive promise of love and matrimony.