Marriage

May 8, 2009 by Nancy Brooks

The Person I Thought I Was Marrying

One afternoon my husband and I were having lunch with an engaged couple. My husband asked the woman, “Do you think he’s the same person you’re going to be married to?” She lovingly gazed into her fiance’s eyes, and replied in her girly-girl voice, “Oh, yes!”

My husband and I laughed, and then proceeded with story after story of us when we were dating versus now that we’re married.

Dating: While lying together, I noticed some lint in his belly button. I laughed and teased him about it, and then took it out. He said, “Hey, put that back!” When I did, we both laughed, and then he accidentally farted, making us both laugh even more.
Married: He farts freely, lifting his leg and calling attention to it in the process. Not funny.

Dating: I loved doing simple little things for him: getting him a glass of water, washing his glasses, getting his fleece jacket if he was cold.
Married: Haven’t you figured out how to do those things for yourself yet? For the love of God, you’re well into your thirties now!

Dating: We loved lying on the sofa together, watching TV.
Married: Strangely enough, he gets too hot after a few minutes. And one more thing: The sofa hasn’t gotten any smaller, but we don’t quite fit together on it like we used to.

Dating: We were best friends. We shared stories, laughed together, held hands a lot, and always loved being together.
Married: We’re still best friends. We still tell stories, laugh, hold hands, and enjoy being together. And now that we have a son, those moments we’re alone together are extra special.

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