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I didn’t think I’d make it.   I love my husband, I just wasn’t sure I could handle 365 days of uninterrupted married life.  Now, it turns out, I’m signing on for more.  Just what has gotten into me?  I mean, I never thought I’d get married in the first place.

Marriage never seemed like a good fit for me.  I always wondered just what kind of guy would it take to convince me that living selfishly, fiercely and joyfully independent wasn’t as much fun as sharing a life with an icky boy.  In the past year I have certainly had a lot of fun with my husband Darrell.  We’ve traveled, told inappropriate jokes, and made new friends along the way.

I admit that when I read this article about the benefits of being single, I felt a twinge of nostalgia.  I’m not ashamed to say that I enjoyed being single.  Reveled in it, actually.  This marriage thing is new and unexpected.  There are days I wonder what I’m doing here.  (You mean I was supposed to take the ‘A’ train?)  Most of the time I just thing it’s a grand, funny, beautiful life.  I am literally entertained every day.  Between my cat and my husband, I’m adored in our home.  Just for being here.

I’m probably supposed to get into sappier territory here.  Perhaps quote some famous movie line that sounds good but is actually a myth.  “You complete me.”  Please.  If we weren’t complete before marriage then we’re both idiots for taking home  unfinished products.  I don’t think another person can ever complete you.  They can influence, inspire, love, and bring out the best in you — but complete?  That’s what I love about my marriage: we don’t look to the other to give us meaning in our lives.  We’re just 2 happy people joyfully enjoying the ride together.  And we’ve managed to do it without any stupid pet names, either.

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