wildaspie

My Husband and I have been married for fourteen years.  There were some very rough times – which, I suppose, can only be expected when getting married as young as I was.  Although in many ways I was more mature than the average 19 year old, in others I still had a lot of growing up to do.

But we got through the bad times just as we got through the good ones – together.  And that is something we have that many of our contemporaries do not.  My Love’s parents divorced when he was young, but my parents are still married, so we have in the family an example of each path, the positives and negatives of each choice.  It is beyond me to decide which is harder on the couple and the children – all I know is that each relationship has something to teach us.

After much discussion and thought, we came to the realization that monogamy is not something we need in our marriage.  I cannot speak to how others arrive at their decisions; only that we had matured enough and lived enough to know that our marriage is strong, and that for either of us to discover love outside our marriage poses no risk to our commitment to each other.

And, having determined this, the irony: having the luck or blessing or fate to have found each other and recognized in each other the completion of who we are – the discovery of our undeniable soul-mate – who else in this world can come close to that perfection of connection?

We have dated, each of us, outside the marriage; but these relationships were barely worthy of “secondary” status.  In most cases, they served only to reinforce how lucky, or blessed, we are to have each other.