4 years ago today…
When you’re 21, you don’t know you’re 21. I’ve always been mature for my age, and I scoffed at the thought that we were “getting married so young.” I thought I knew what I was getting into. And in many ways, I did. But what a lifetime together means gets brought into stark relief when it’s four years later and you’ve both grown up a lot. I’ve given up on the cookie cutter I expected my life to be cut with. And it’s richer. It’s so much richer.
It’s dessert. I don’t need dessert, but it makes a meal more enjoyable. I like having someone to come home to. I like being the one who someone else comes home to.
Our first dance was to the Rob Thomas song “Little Wonders.” I hadn’t heard it in years until I listened to it while I wrote this post. Yet I can still understand exactly why I picked it. It still gives me the chills I got on our wedding day, swaying awkwardly in the middle of the big dance floor, these little wonders of the weighty words we had just exchanged.
Let it go,
Let it roll right off your shoulder
Don’t you know
The hardest part is over
Let it in,
Let your clarity define you
In the end
We will only just remember how it feels
Our lives are made
In these small hours
These little wonders,
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away,
But these small hours,
These small hours still remain.
Marriage means making that promise over and over again, every time you change jobs, every time you move, every time you fight, every night you sleep together, every time you stress out over health insurance, every time you pack his lunch, every time you clean the bathroom.
Let it slide,
Let your troubles fall behind you
Let it shine
Until you feel it all around you
And i don’t mind
If it’s me you need to turn to
We’ll get by,
It’s the heart that really matters in the end
Our lives are made
In these small hours
These little wonders,
These twists & turns of fate
Time falls away,
But these small hours,
These small hours still remain.
Every time. We remain.
