I didn't feel any anxiety about marrying Greg. We fell in love quickly, but it was the real deal. We were both ready to start our life together, side by side, through thick and thin.
I love being married to Greg. I love our late night pillow talk of everything ranging from economics to our future family to how we would handle a zombie apocalypse. I love starting a road trip with an hour long discussion about affirmative action. I love playing Super Mario until we're each blue in the face because of how dumb the other is being (wii Mario multiplayer is some crazy stuff). I love going on walks and planning our budget and savings goals. I love how we both just look at each other and bust out laughing over the same. dumb. things. I love how I can just talk and talk and talk about the same thing over and over and over again, completely psychoanalyzing myself and reciting my entire train of thought from start to finish. I love how quiet, introspective Greg, who doesn't tell anyone what he's feeling, opens up to me. I love that I get to see a side of Greg's personality that no one else gets to see - a silly, goofy, talk-in-weird-voices and make-weird-faces-side of Greg. A sensitive, thoughtful side of Greg. I love that we're on the same team and working towards the same goals. I love that we are both independent enough to be comfortable doing our own thing when we want to. I love that we can both stand up to one another and flat out disagree and debate and respect our individuality. I love having a safe place to be myself 100% and to continue on the constant journey of self-discovery.
When I think about how much I've grown and changed and about all that I've been able to accomplish over the last two years, I realize that I would not be the person I am today if Greg wasn't in my life. Before we got married, I had no intentions to pursue a career. I had no feminist inklings. What if these changes had happened with someone much less supportive of my non-traditional thoughts? Without his love and support and the comfort I find in him, would I have done the internships I did? Would I have decided to pursue a career and found my current job, which I love? Would I have gone on this journey of trying to understand what I really want out of life? What other Mormon man would encourage me to pursue a career and sacrifice so many of his own potential opportunities to support me, without even batting an eye?
I'm not sure I quite live up to all Greg has done for me. I worry that I fall short, but he assures me that I don't.
I can't speak for all marriages, but being married to Greg is the easiest, most natural, and most meaningful friendship and relationship I have ever had.
In our natural habitat - Camping at Mesa Verde
Thanksgiving 2012 - Chopping down the Christmas tree
Thanksgiving 2012 - Christmas card picture
January 2013 - Birthday Dinner
Another natural habitat - playing games
April 2013 - Graduation!!
April 2013 - Emily and Eric's sealing (we try to clean up nicely)
Historic UP 844 Steam Engine
Teamwork!
Kansas City for the Cheifs game
Awww! Congratulations, you guys!
ReplyDeleteSo how WOULD you guys handle a zombie apocalypse? Ruth says we should head to Canada and wait for them all to rot or freeze. But the zombies in the Walking Dead don't seem to be very susceptible to either.
ReplyDeleteWe think best case scenario would be to get to an island, but that would be really hard in Nebraska... A tree house is another option.
ReplyDeletePersonally, I would just board up the house and stay put. Greg, on the other hand, would want to keep moving. But it all depends - are the zombies already nearby, or does it breakout in another state and we hear about it and have time to decide what to do? Are they like I Am Legend zombies that only come out at night? Are they like World War Z zombies that are freakishly athletic?
Every time I think about this, I realize that we need to get our 72 hour kits together haha. Also, if I was rich, I would definitely build a bunker.
Megan wtf how is this boy real and why don't I have one
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