When I got married, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I knew I loved Dillon. I knew he wasn’t perfect, but neither was I, and he had a lot of desirable characteristics. Mostly, I imagined a future with him, and I liked the future I could see.
I married an amazing guy. But marriage can just be hard sometimes.
It takes a lot of adjusting. You go from being mostly preoccupied about yourself to having this other person in your life all the time, right there. You have to start thinking about him more. And not just in an I’m-in-love-with-you way, but truly forgetting yourself and wanting him to be happy first. You have to do things you don’t want to do or you don’t enjoy.
You have to look at life a completely new way, because it isn’t just you. There are two of you that count. You have to learn how to have a close relationship with someone. You have to alter some of your goals and dreams in order for bigger and better things to take place. You have to put up with the good, the bad, and the ugly.
I can’t explain how hard it is. You have to be there.
In college, I loved my hard classes. Really, really loved them. I learned so much in them that even though my head felt like it was going to explode sometimes, it felt good to see how much I could do, to push myself to my limits.
Marriage is the same way. It is completely and totally worth it, even though it is hard, because I get to see myself learning and growing and becoming a better person. I get to experience a lot more happiness than I ever could have when I was single.
So even though I couldn’t have anticipated how hard it would be, I don’t regret my decision for a second. In fact, the hardness is part of what makes marriage so great.