At Last

We did it. We got married. I still can’t believe it.

It’s strange returning to the real world after such bliss, especially when our bliss lingers.

I find myself simultaneously easing back into my familiar routine, picking up where I left off, yet also finding these new surprises and changes along the way. Sure, I admit sometimes they’re frustrating, but either I’m still too drugged on these newlywed endorphins for them to last or the truth is something much more simple: being married is becoming as natural to me as breathing.

Too often I look back at our pictures to reminisce, perhaps. Sometimes it feels as though the wedding or our honeymoon were a lifetime ago, when in reality it was only last week when it all “ended”.

It’s funny because the one thing I find myself contemplating frequently, as I relive that day when my life changed forever, is even though I knew it would all be “worth it” — all the pain and stress we endured planning the wedding, all the BS one goes through just to get married — the end results greatly exceeded my expectations of what I thought was “worth it”.

It leaves me speechless.

I have too many people to thank for making it all possible, most of all Hashem. The love everyone showed my husband and me on that day is no less than overwhelming.

And the best part?

I know I married the right man because when I expressed my fears of the honeymoon ending, he replied, “Why does it have to end? Just because it’s ending doesn’t mean we can’t keep the honeymoon going.”

Of course, therein lies our greatest challenge, but I’m excited to face it with him by my side. Together I know we can achieve anything.

I guess that’s what being married is really all about, isn’t it?

How blessed am I, then, to have found the one whom I can laugh with through life, whom I can conquer any obstacle with, the one whom my soul loves?