Until I met my fiance, I never wanted to get married or have children. I once told my mother when I was a little girl I wanted to be a nun. But it's easy to understand coming from a broken family. My mother and father fought like cats and dogs and my sisters and I were dragged into the middle of it all. It was the happiest day of my life when my parents divorced. Well maybe now it won't be.
But I'm still worried. Half of all marriages end up in divorce, so what's makes us so special? Why take the chance? I don't want my children to have to grow up like I did, in an unhealthy environment, with two parents who hated each other. But maybe we shouldn't let the facts hinder the outcome. If we let other people's mistakes get in the way of our happiness then we would just be stupid. Just because my parents divorced doesn't mean we will. His parents are still together and happy as clams. So I have faith. All we can do is love each other with all our hearts and try to make a better life for our children. I think I've learned enough from seeing my parents mistakes to not do the same stupid things.
I still can't wrap my head around the fact that I'm getting married. It just hasn't hit me yet. I never thought this day would come. But it feels as though we're already married. We haven't been apart more than a few days in our four and a half years together. We've already got the silent talk down. We can sit in a room, silently, and know exactly what the other is thinking, and the silence is comfortable. I know we are meant to be, and to be we will. In a world full of divorces, I'm divorcing the fact that we will have one. I'm in this for the long haul, 'til death do us part, or until he loses all his hair. Ha Ha. -Hailey