Wedded Bliss

Breaking News:  I've been married to my husband Jeff 13 years today. 

Ours is the longest relationship I've had outside of family bar none.  It's kind of weird and kind of cool at the same time.

Why weird?  Because, in truth, I never thought I'd get married.  Jeff never thought he'd get married.  And they way we came to be married goes against all rules set up by romantic love stories since time began.  Not to mention 13 years is a long time...meaning, I've been around a long time...meaning, I'm getting older faster than I'd like.

Why cool?  Because I can't think of any friendship or love affair that I've every had, and want it to last this long...except with Jeff.  We fit better than any couple I know, now more than ever.  Jeff hung in there when I lost it.  I hung in there when he did.  And now that I'm working a program, and getting to know better who I am and how I affect my relationships, our bond is getting stronger because of it.

I think Jeff and I work, because we don't work too much.  We've learned to not sweat the small stuff...or should I say, I've learned to not sweat the small stuff.  I used to get so bogged down with the way things should look.  It was upsetting that I couldn't be super mom:  work, have the perfectly decorated home and the perfectly dressed and behaving family.  But I've come to realized that I am a super mom, not a super hero.  My kid is well-adjusted, happy, caring and respectful.  My house is a mess.  My husband is funny, smart and loving, and he treats me with respect I see other husbands withholding from their relationships.

Bottom line:  I'm lucky in a weird, good sort of way...and I'll take it.