We all know that marriage takes work. But how often have you heard someone say:
“But they’re supposed to be in the Honeymoon Period???”
Let me clarify that myth. There is NO Honeymoon. Sure there are fun things about the early days. (Wow I really do have new and interesting insight about Neverending Story and Electric Company! Thanks for loving that about me!) But there are some darn tough things too. (Wait what do you mean by these eggs are delicious??? You hate them don’t you?!)
A wee bit into our marriage I realized that never changes. You’ll always have some things that take a little effort – and some things that’s are thankfully effortless. Whether you’ve been married a day or a decade.
So I implore you – those of you that have unmarried siblings, friends or bystanders that you hear say things like “aren’t the early days supposed to be easy?!?” – tell them sure. But it’s also supposed to be work at the same time.
If you get married expecting not to be challenged, to be pushed – you’re not expecting the right things.
But by the same token – you’ll be shocked at how easy some things you expected to be difficult just disappear into the ether (I could never share a bathroom or I can’t be one of those people that spends hours in the kitchen etc. etc.).
So maybe what I think you should advocate to people not in to know – the Honeymoon Period never ends!
If you look at things the right way.
You’ve never raised your voice.
But you’ve definitely raised mine.
– Mrs. Muzzylim
My parents are visiting us. Which is always a blast. Lots of spicy food is cooked and consumed.
One of the things that invariably happens once you get married is that you begin to see your parents through your spouses eyes. Usually noticing the quirks you’ve stopped noticing completely. My father has a lot of those quirks.
One of those is his inability to eat a whole banana. Regardless of how small it is he will only eat half. I never really thought about this – chalking it up to eccentricity. Last night we were chatting when we brought up this habit of his.
It was then that he said that the reason he never finished a banana was that when they got married, 31 years ago, he noticed that my mother didn’t eat a lot of fruit. So he made it a point to take a banana after dinner every night and eat half and give her the other half.
The convenience of the banana’s perfect packaging and ability to share it with my mother is something I’ve seen him do hundreds of times. It never occurred to me that it was something he started as a small gesture of love for my mother. 🙂
I don’t want to start working out.
If I ever stop I’ll grow fat.
– Mrs. Muzzylim