A future together

It’s tempting to believe that the transition from being a single to a married person is anything but seamless. For one, I’ve only begun to understand how making a decision on the fly doesn’t work when it’s no longer a consideration to be made for one (as opposed to two people). And being an introvert and a self-proclaimed recluse for the longest of time does not make wedding preparations all that easy.

Extenuating circumstances now dictate that the big day will be simple and possibly without frills. It is also likely that the big day will take place under the pall of uncertainty and a torrent of unwanted emotions. Hand on heart, I have never imagined — in my wildest dreams — that reality differ so radically from what I thought would happen when I’ll be putting that ring on her finger.

Whenever I look at her, I wish life could be easier and simpler. I wish I could give her something better than what the other married women in my life are enjoying. I wish the past year hasn’t been that challenging so much so that my situation has been a constant, year-long worrisome affair for her. 

Everyday I pick up hints and ideas from my observations about how much I mean to her (and she to me). Some of her expressions of love and care were made through gritted teeth and streams of tears. The others are in the form of a shared folder filled with photos of our time together. It put paid to the past ideas I had nursed and brought about a new (and major) reason to live on for love.

It’s easy to take things for granted. It’s easy to miss the simplest things that mean so much that they should be priceless in any relationship. It’s easy to lapse into a routine without so much consider the significance of each word and action. 

Life and love are in essence simple things but we have the tendency to introduce stuff to make them convoluted and complex.