chiNky tInKeRbeLL's rAnDoM rANts ...

Four years ago, Hubs & I started being boyfriends & girlfriends.


Two months before that, we exchange emails through the Internet where we met. He oftentimes calls me. We chat in our daily routine.

Then, that's where everything started. Our life together, our love story.

Before we met, I don't believe in fairy tales and happily ever afters.

(I'm too sarcastic for that.)

(It's hard being a romantic AND a cynic, I'll tell you. I blame all of my emotionality on deep rooted psychological issues, so as not to appear sappy.)

Life is what you make it. I've made mistakes and turned down plenty of wrong roads, and while I feel lucky to get a chance at a life I never thought I'd have, I'm not naive enough to think that things will work out just because I want them to.

Four years ago today I said yes to a man I knew would love me for the rest of his life.

I married a man that would stick by me when things got complicated. I married a man who loves family and can't wait to have one of his own. I married a man who knows what "for better or worse" means. I married a man who looks at me as his equal, and who values my opinion and considers my feelings.

(Seriously.)

He is not perfect. We are not perfect. We love each other, and at the same time we know that love is not enough to build a marriage. It's just the gravy.

When you are young, "forever" is an abstract concept. No one tells you what it takes to make it happen. I still don't know if I'm sure myself. I am learning as I go along.

My marriage works because we work AT IT. It's not all sunshine and rainbows. It's a roller coaster filled with mini-spats and flare ups, cuddly nights on the bed, petty quarrels and arguments, having someone to fall back on, and the almost political dance of two families attempting to meld together.

It's wonderful and wacky and sometimes frustrating but always rewarding.

Four years ago today, I sad "yes" to a man who made "forever" look like the best idea I'd ever had.