Married (Post six)

This is getting funny.

I received another e-mail from our friends and their recollection is different from mine. I am not going to share the details of their version. That I am going to keep a secret. I'll just give you a tiny tidbit-- they say I was an active participant in seeking out Rourk.

Maybe that's true. I don't know. I am just thankful they meddled in my life that day.

Rourk and I went out for pizza that night. This was the first of many more dates. A year and a half later he asked me to marry him.

Now what was the questions? Yes. Why did I get married?

I hope I am not anti-climatic, but there is a very simple answer.

Deep down it had very little to do with love. Yeah, I loved Rourk, but we'd only scratched the surface as far as that's concerned. We were young. What did we really know about love and marriage and spending the rest of our lives together? We didn't even discuss the important questions that all the experts tell you to talk about before you get married. I don't think we had one serious conversation about finances, religion or children. Aren't those the top three?

So, yes, I know I said that Dana and Doug were too young to get married, but I believe we're ALL too young or too inexperienced to get married. I believe it takes a leap of faith every time a couple walks down the isle. You'll either sink or swim.

The reason I married Rourk is because I believed in him. I believed and still do that he would be true to me, he would take care of me and he'd always be there. That pretty much sums it up. All the rest of it: children, religion, financial understanding have all fallen into place without much thought.

Lucky me.