Wednesday, December 15, 2010

The Best Part About Marrying Young...

...is that you get to grow up together.



We met when I was barely 20 years old. He was 21, and had been back in America for two weeks after living in the Baltics for the last couple of years. He spoke Russian and sometimes had to search in order to find the correct word in English.

I fell in love with him the night that I was ranting about the injustices in the world and he said, "We always need someone to fight the losing battles." We were married when I was 21 and he was 22. Nine months into our marriage, 9/11 happened. That same day, I had my first cancer scare.

We moved to Seattle, had a baby, and then moved to Finland. We moved back home and found out that our baby had a rare genetic syndrome and might not survive. I was 24. He was 25.

I lost my wedding ring and cried for five years. He never once got angry about it. He was just sad that I was so upset.

He got a very cool, super mysterious job and we moved to Vegas. We had a baby girl. I started getting published. He was promoted. He sings to our kids in Russian, does magical things to make our backyard a children's wonderland, and he's just as sexy in a suit and tie as he is in ripped jeans. And I love the ripped jeans.

For our tenth anniversary, we planned to go cage-diving with great white sharks in Africa. We've been planning it for years. Instead, we drained our savings on medical procedures, ballet, and speech therapies. Our previously nonverbal seven-year old son just said, "I want toast, please." Our daughter danced as Clara in the "Nutcracker" yesterday. My husband took an hour off of work in order to see her. Tonight we're going to stay home and watch a movie instead of going diving with sharks. It's absolutely worth it.

I have a new ring. I finally accepted that I'll never find the old one after moving five times. I love my husband more now than I did when we were first married, and I was pretty head over heels then. We all know the responsibilities of marriage. The hardships. The frustrations and the joint decision making and the bills. Nobody ever mentions that marriage is like a slumber party that continues on forever and ever. There's dancing in the kitchen. Throwing a pillow at somebody and knowing they'll laugh every time. Knowing that when you call him, his cell phone starts playing "Girlfriend in a Coma" and nobody understands why we both think that's so funny.

Today is our ten year anniversary. I've never been so happy! And I still feel like we're children.



*By the way, the picture was taken by our friend Rachel Miller. She's fantastic at everything that she does. Thank you, Rachel!

10 comments:

carly said...

What a beautiful post. Congratulations! Love is great!

Katie Aldrich said...

I love these observations and your acceptance of your beautiful, hard life. You are always first on my list when I think of mother-warriors. Happy, happy anniversary!

Andrea, Mrs. said...

No one can argue you have a way with words. In this brief little essay, I've grown a little bit closer to you. Happy anniversary! You guys deserve it!

Elise said...

What a wonderful reflection on the beauty of real life. Many congratulations on the first 10%

Laura Oler said...

Beautiful post, fabulous picture, and wonderful family. Congratulations!

The Cutie Udy's said...

Happy Anniversary!! After reading this it made me want to go and give my husband a kiss (and I did). Thank you for that.

Belkycita said...

Love it!
LOVE YOU! :-)
Congratulations, to you and wonderful Luke.
(best remembered as Armando)

Noel said...

I love that someone else in this world feels the same about their husband :) When we met in person that was one of the major things we had in common and I love that.
Here's to many, many more years of happiness for all of you ( because really when you have kids they are a big part of what makes your marriage too) HAPPY ANNIVERSARY~~~

Angela said...

I was browsing through blogs randomly and the title of your post caught my attention. So I read the post and wow, your story resonates deeply with me because I went through similar things that you did. My husband and I too, had our first daughter at ages 24 & 25 and she is now 5 years old with various special needs. So glad I found your blog. Congratulations on your anniversary. We just survived our 6th year. :)

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