This was lovely. My wife and I got married over the pandemic. Zoom wedding and all. City hall was closed and we did that whole interview thing on line. This inspires me to write about it.
The way I'm literally from Upper Darby 😂 I screamed. I am in love with this essay and with the security guard and with your writing! This is my first time reading your work and I am here for it.
I met my husband in March 2020 and we eloped in November 2020. It was unromantic and it took us longer to find a parking spot at Niagara Falls State Park in Upstate NY than it actually did to get married. That in itself was beautiful. The next morning we headed back home so he could finish his dissertation. The rest is history.
Dia, oh how I can relate to these topsy turvy feelings about marriage. I hang on every word you write! Not in a weird way of course... 😂
My husband and I eloped, we had gotten very informally engaged a year before, but were nudged to make a decision by some immigration turmoil and we weren’t ready. We weren’t ready to live together, to be in lockdown during covid, to go through two career changes, a big move. But he’s the one.
He’s the one I accept could hurt me the most because it has never been like this before. He might cheat, he might deceive, he might ask for a divorce one day. I could never know and after spending so many years trying to prepare myself for all of those possibilities, I let go of the desire to control. All it did was harm me now in order to steel myself for pain that may never come.
I hope you have a beautiful marriage and that it’s still worth it even when it’s hard. You deserve and so does he. 🥰
I felt this SO HARD and it was so so beautifully written. I really admire your honest description of your experiences and feelings in this piece. I relate to so much of it (maybe not marriage specifically since I haven't been in a relationship in years, but just the feelings of anxiety in general). I often get the exact same way, especially when it comes to big decisions.
I actually started smiling and laughing when I read "I was planning to drink my tea and eat my pastel upstairs where I could fret over this whole marriage thing in peace" BECAUSE I WAS LITERALLY DOING THE EXACT SAME THING. Drinking my tea. Eating my marmalade toast. Fretting over the fact that I still haven't found a job or a publication to publish my work. All while sitting along in a room upstairs reading this article. It made me feel a little less alone in my feelings. So thank you for that <3
Nice job girlie. Being married is the forever yes dear. Always a date for everything. The warm waiting at home when you are away with your lovely lady as lumps. The rocky shoals that everytime you crash about him, with him, because of him, in spite of him, for him. He becomes a safe harbor that you cry scream about and to with equal fury. And it is a happy ending everyday. You got this.
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This was lovely. My wife and I got married over the pandemic. Zoom wedding and all. City hall was closed and we did that whole interview thing on line. This inspires me to write about it.
The way I'm literally from Upper Darby 😂 I screamed. I am in love with this essay and with the security guard and with your writing! This is my first time reading your work and I am here for it.
I met my husband in March 2020 and we eloped in November 2020. It was unromantic and it took us longer to find a parking spot at Niagara Falls State Park in Upstate NY than it actually did to get married. That in itself was beautiful. The next morning we headed back home so he could finish his dissertation. The rest is history.
Dia, oh how I can relate to these topsy turvy feelings about marriage. I hang on every word you write! Not in a weird way of course... 😂
My husband and I eloped, we had gotten very informally engaged a year before, but were nudged to make a decision by some immigration turmoil and we weren’t ready. We weren’t ready to live together, to be in lockdown during covid, to go through two career changes, a big move. But he’s the one.
He’s the one I accept could hurt me the most because it has never been like this before. He might cheat, he might deceive, he might ask for a divorce one day. I could never know and after spending so many years trying to prepare myself for all of those possibilities, I let go of the desire to control. All it did was harm me now in order to steel myself for pain that may never come.
I hope you have a beautiful marriage and that it’s still worth it even when it’s hard. You deserve and so does he. 🥰
This was lovely! Thanks for sharing it
I felt this SO HARD and it was so so beautifully written. I really admire your honest description of your experiences and feelings in this piece. I relate to so much of it (maybe not marriage specifically since I haven't been in a relationship in years, but just the feelings of anxiety in general). I often get the exact same way, especially when it comes to big decisions.
I actually started smiling and laughing when I read "I was planning to drink my tea and eat my pastel upstairs where I could fret over this whole marriage thing in peace" BECAUSE I WAS LITERALLY DOING THE EXACT SAME THING. Drinking my tea. Eating my marmalade toast. Fretting over the fact that I still haven't found a job or a publication to publish my work. All while sitting along in a room upstairs reading this article. It made me feel a little less alone in my feelings. So thank you for that <3
Nice job girlie. Being married is the forever yes dear. Always a date for everything. The warm waiting at home when you are away with your lovely lady as lumps. The rocky shoals that everytime you crash about him, with him, because of him, in spite of him, for him. He becomes a safe harbor that you cry scream about and to with equal fury. And it is a happy ending everyday. You got this.