People don't tell you and the bridal books don't say it, but when you have been single for as long as I have been, the journey toward joining two lives into one is a very difficult preparation. You want to follow the books and the advice but the truth is every marriage is as unique as a fingerprint. You will never see two the same. On the outside they all look alike, but inside the house, there is more to the reality, there is more to the story that the couple never tells.
I don't mean the bad stuff, the hidden secrets that could tear the union apart. I am talking about the dream they both had when they said "I do" to each other and not to someone else: the goal they had for their family before the family actually came into being and the desires they wanted to have when marriage became the topic of discussion. When you are heading somewhere you have never been with new keys in your hand, you want to ride that journey to the end.
Getting married has been a journey from one place in life to an unforeseen other. The love is the key that locks the door to the past and unlocks the door to the next place. For me, it has been easier to not go back the way I came; it has been scary but exhilarating to move on to that next place - although I don't really have a map or advice on what the future for me and Mr. will look like. Call me a raging, blind-faith romantic, but I am okay with not knowing exactly what will be around the corner. All I know is that we desire a future that will be better than the places we have been before.
We are naming things that don't exist yet - two children, a homestead, a church together that we will both attend, artistic paths that we will encourage each other to pursue. We are hoping for more ahead that we have never seen. And the goal, the passion, the love is something we cannot deny. I am glad for the broken road, as Rascal Flatts sang, that God blessed. But I am also glad for the journey we travel together, with new keys opening new doors.
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