My dream to get married started at the ripe young age of six. Dreaming of a big poofy dress and red lipstick, marriage seamed so simple yet extravagant. At around sixteen marriage meant more that a poofy dress and heavy makeup, it meant love companion and happiness and since sixteen i have dreamed of the day someone would love me forever.
I think it was probably problematic that all my high school boy friends I waited on a ring from. I could have sworn i found the "special someone" at 18. Blond hair, blue eyes, broad build and a passion for me. We would get drunk off each other with late night talks run a rounds and romp a rounds. When all fell apart my heart crushed. The thought of him choked me up and tears would fill my eyes. I gave him everything I had, not one thing I had did I not offer and here I was with nothing else to offer and asking for so little and it was the end. I was second the everything in his life which in theory would make me last.
The end was long, about one year too long. We dated for two years and broke up for one year. From twenty to twenty one, I spent my year answering to booty call text, "missing you" love letters and spontaneous late night meet ups. Every day was filled with emotions; excited he text, happy to meet up, feeling loved, feeling lost, regret, used and hurt. The entire cycle kept going and going like a hamster on its running wheel, because when that hamster gets bored walks away with in a day its finds itself, once again, intrigued with this instrument, and running joyously all over again.
It finally ended when i met Jason, my husband. Jason thought and still thinks i am golden. OK, the passion was quarterly of what i was used to, but he loved me, i came first and this to me fed into what marriage should be; love companionship and happiness. Within eight months of meeting Jason we were married, at the ripe old age of 21, i sold my youth for stability.
And here i share with you my life. Life with a me, an artsy party girl, who got married way to young to McDreamy, a financially emotionally and mentally stable man. And here are our journeys as husband and wife, mars vs. Venus and as black is to white, i hope you enjoy our ups and downs.
