Will this last forever?
I'm estatic, elated. I straighten my shaitel, half skip, half run. I'm on the way home to my husband. I'm married, really married! And I have the most wonderful husband in the whole wide world.
Life feels like a dream. It's too good to be true. When did this happen, when did everything change, drastically and amazingly? I'm scared I'll wake up.
Newlywed bliss; an enchanted fairytale that the two of you are living in. Everything’s wonderful, everything’s perfect. You're married!
I wondered how it would end, when the happiness would dissipate. Sheer amazingness couldn't last, they told me.
"How are you?" My long married friends asked
"I'm so happy!" I said
"Don't you feel the same?" I asked them
I didn't understand. Why should the happiness end, if you're supposed to be loving each other more and more, not less and less. Shouldn't you be becoming even more happy, as your marriage grows older?
Now I understand. It's not that your marriage wanes, it's just that life begins to infringe.
There are small things. You feel sorry for yourself because of tooth aches and the flu. You have worries and decisions- buying a house, taking out a mortgage, changing jobs.
You have to deal with finances, budgets, things that didn’t exist beforehand.
I’m still happy. Baruch Hashem! I want to thank God every day. But it’s not the same as in the beginning. I have to work a bit now, to forget the small worries, and appreciate my miracle.