By Nikki Wilson
This is a writing blog, so why would I post about marriage?
Mostly because I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately. My husband and I
recently celebrated our 20 year anniversary and I would love to say it’s been a
perfect 20 years but that would be like saying the first draft of my books are
perfect. Anyone who’s ever seen even a glimpse of one of my first draft knows
that is far from the truth.
Often times movies and books portray marriage as the
ultimate happy ending. Especially romance books where the whole plot is to get
two people together despite all the obstacles in their way and hopefully lead
them to the alter where their happiness is now assured because they have found
their soul mate. But marriage is more than that. Yes, you can find some of your
greatest joy in a marriage, but you can also find some of your greatest pain.
Recently, my husband and I had a disagreement. It was over
something stupid like our arguments usually are. But I was suddenly thinking of
all the things that had annoyed me about him over the past 20 years and I
realized he is never going to change and this is what I will get to deal with
forever and suddenly eternity felt like a very long time. I voiced this thought
and suddenly all the fight went out of him and he asked very sincerely, “What
am I doing wrong?”
This question actually excited me. This was my chance to
tell him about all the little annoying things and then maybe he could finally
change. After all, he can’t read my mind so if I tell him everything that
bothers me and he tells me everything that bothers him, maybe we can make our
marriage stronger and it will be better. I opened my mouth to speak when a very
strong thought caused me to close it. The thought was this: Stop! He isn’t your
critique partner!
I realized I’d been going about this all wrong. I thought
back to all the times that we have nit picked at each other and realized that
it had never made our marriage stronger. This wasn’t a book I was writing where
I need to see all the flaws so I can fix them. I wasn’t dealing with letters on
a page that can be rearranged and changed by the touch of a key.
I opened my mouth to speak again but these words came out,
“We have done enough of telling each other what we’ve done wrong. We need to
tell each other what we are doing right.” I think he was surprised by that but
he didn’t even hesitate before he began listing my positive attributes. As I
began to do the same I wondered why I found it harder to speak about the
positive than the negatives. Not that there wasn’t enough positive things to
point out, but talking about them brought out emotions so much stronger than
the emotions of anger and frustration brought on when we were focusing on the
negative.
I realized that for the past 20 years I’d been wearing rose
colored glasses when it came to my husband but I’d suddenly out grown the
prescription and I didn’t like what I saw. I knew as we talked to each other
about what we love about the other that I wanted a new pair of rose colored
glasses. But this time the prescription would have to be stronger to last the
next 20 years.
I recently watched Pride and Prejudice (the BBC version of
course) with my daughters. As we were watching the part where Elizabeth Bennett
started to soften towards Darcy, my 15 year old daughter made the observation
that he had always been that person that she was falling in love with, she just
wouldn’t allow herself to see it at first.
This struck me very personally. Because I could see that my
husband is still the man that I fell in love with all those years ago, but for
some reason I wasn’t allowing myself to see it anymore. I had to change what I
was focused on. My perspective needed rearranging.
It would have been easy for me to say that my feelings had
changed towards my husband and that we should part our separate ways. After
all, the world says you can’t help it if you fall out of love with someone (not
that I ever fell out of love by any means). But there’s a voice inside that
tells me I can help it. There’s a voice that sounds a lot like Pres. Uchtdorf
saying, “Doubt your doubts first.”
I'm happy to report that those feelings of doubt were fleeting and I am able to focus on the positive parts of our marriage again. And because we have been focusing on each other's positive attributes, our marriage continues to grow stronger. But it's something we will continue to work on because it's important to us.
I'm happy to report that those feelings of doubt were fleeting and I am able to focus on the positive parts of our marriage again. And because we have been focusing on each other's positive attributes, our marriage continues to grow stronger. But it's something we will continue to work on because it's important to us.
So marriage may be a lot of work, but fortunately there are
no deadlines, we actually have eternity to work on it! And as any good writer
knows, the joy is in the creating of the story and not the perfecting but both
work together to make something to be proud of!
Beautiful! This post inspires me- especially the part about the rose-colored glasses. I love the comparison. :-) Congrats on 20 years!
ReplyDeleteA bloody great post, have to say marriage takes work, I have been married to Tim the love of my life, my soulmate for coming up to 31 years and it has taken work to make it last we didn't give up when things got touch
ReplyDeleteSounds like a beautiful love story still is in the making.
ReplyDeletewonderful post, Nikki. So true and genuine. I have felt the same way over the years in my 40 year marriage. Over time, it's so easy to see just the negative. The best news I ever heard on marriage was from a priest who advised some newlyweds, "Commit to the commitment." Marriage is sustained by two people honoring the vow to each other, not always feeling the love for this particular person. Congrats on your 20 year milestone!
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