Well, I've been married for over a month now, and even by myself, it's like a roller coaster. Sometimes it feels like everything's changed, and sometimes, it feels like nothing's changed at all. I always have people asking me what happens if we "don't make it" and I just shake my head. Remember the old days when couples stuck it out and made things work, when you didn't just throw the word 'divorce' around like it was no big deal?
A lot of people tell me that Erik and I are just too different, and we really are different.
He likes action and adrenaline, when I like peace and quiet. He hates bell peppers while I think they're the most amazing thing on the face of the earth. I take things too seriously, and sometimes he doesn't take them seriously enough
But you know what? None of that matters anymore - what matters is that I'm the girl who can knock out an extra large pizza with him, and he's the boy who's happy just sitting and watching me study. He's the one who took the trouble of getting to know me when I felt like everyone only cared about what was outside, and I was the one who proved to him that people still had the ability to love when everyone else he'd tried to care for couldn't even pretend to know what it was.
I'm happy to be "tied down," as some people put it. I don't need to date around and jump from guy to guy looking for something that I can't find. I consider myself lucky because I've found it earlier than most others.
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