Falling in-love just happens. What happens next is up to you. It could last you a minute, a night, a month, a lifetime. Your choice.

Strange that I expected to feel something different after the wedding. It was merely a ceremony afterall. If I hadn’t known what kind of person my husband was, I surely would have been in for a huge surprise. To be honest I secretly hoped our relationship would improve soon after since the ceremony was very important to him. But it did not. The ceremony merely seemed to seal my fate, seeing as we don’t have divorce in this country. But I have no regrets. (just yet..)

There is a certain degree of co-dependence between couples who live together. (married or not) For me the strangest would be the need to sleep next to him. There is just something very comforting about sleeping next to your partner.  I don’t know what it is really. Could be the pheromones, perhaps the shared warmth..but it most probably would be because of the back-scratching I get from him. Most couples eventually develop a sleeping habit together. One of my married friends told me that they have to have their legs touching side by side in order for both of them to fall asleep. (now isn’t that nice?)

Most of the time I feel that things weren’t real until I shared them with my husband. For some reason, telling him what happened validates the event.  But it doesn’t really. That’s just the way I see things. I think a lot of women feel this way too. But I am not too sure. I could be among the weird ones..

I wish I could be as optimistic as bylariza when it comes to being in-love. But I am convinced that I won’t always be in-love with my husband. I could attempt to stay in-love, but I could only do so much. I am a firm believer though that marriages or any partnership for that matter work for a really really long time by making good choices. It is not enough that I am in-love with him. I must make a conscious choice to love him inspite of all the wrong he has done me, and all the difficult things he will put me through. I could stay positive, and see the good in him. Hopefully that will help me stay in-love with him for a long long time. (i’m hoping for ten years at least..) And if one morning I wake up and see that the face I used to like so much cannot make me smile, I hope I could let it slide and try my best to love the man I used to be so in-love with.