People ask us, “How’s married life?”
And we state the obvious, “I can’t complain!”
Because honestly: everything rocks. But I really don’t know what other answer to give. Mike and I dated for almost 6 years before engagement, 7 years before marriage. During that wonderful time, we lived together for 5 years. We anticipated what lay ahead of us. He knew about my selective hearing, I knew his tolerance for mess. He accepted my need for cleaning, I accepted his love of all things sports.
And it works, as our almost 6 months (longer than the Kardashian marriage, ahem) proves.
We carry on like we always did, with the exception of “always and forever” in marriage contract form, instead of merely implied.
But the one difference lies outside of our marriage. Let me set this up for you…
The other day, a local radio station publicized a contest in which you and three friends win a trip to London to party with Rhianna. Awesome, right?! Immediately I start brainstorming the potential amazing trip (instead of picking up the phone to call in for the contest).
And I came up with nothing.
Me, Mike and ??
I don’t know if our newlywed status scared friends away, or I’ve been so wrapped up in our honeymoon time frame, but it dawned on me…I have no bestfriend.
Sure, I have my bestie from high school, Meg, who lives in Atlanta; My college roomie, Ali, lives in Orlando; my BIFF Nicci resides somewhere in Minnesotan Sasquatch land. I have several displaced besties across the nation whom I keep in touch with via the interwebs.
Locally I have several girls whom I can call on to plan a night out, shop, or gab. But if you ask me who that one girl is, my bestfriend? A girl who might drop everything for me and knows me inside and out? I have no answer. And if you were to ask me who relies on me and knows they can call me up at a moment’s notice for advice or help? yup. nothing.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not applying blame at any avenue. If anything I step up and take responsibility. But if married life is grand, shouldn’t my friendship life be too? It’s hard to weigh the playing field on both sides.
If there’s anyone I want to spend my day with at the local market, wandering around the mall, or flying abroad and jamming with Rhianna — Mike’s my number one choice.
There’s a reason he’s my “always and forever.”
So, I guess if you ask me how married life is — my strong, resounding, proud answer will be:
My husband is my bestfriend.
And that is what really matters.
(and I’m more than OK with that)
