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Living the fairy tale

By on Jul 17, 2013 in Thoughts |

My hubby and I have been together a long time.  Eighteen years now, to be exact, which is longer than a lot of marriages last. (Our marriage will mark half of that time this September when we celebrate our 9th anniversary.)  When we started dating, I was 14 and he was 16, which I realize now was oh-so young.  I remember hearing the old Beach Boys song “Wouldn’t It Be Nice?” and daydreaming about what our future would be like.  You know, just like everyone daydreams about their high school sweethearts, only my high school sweetheart ended up actually being THE one.

And now suddenly here we are, right in the middle of this amazing future that used to be a hazy promise of what could be.  We are married and (95% of the time at least) happy.  We have a small, but cozy house.  And we have these two incredible children that WE MADE, that are part me and part him and yet uniquely their own people.  We often look at each other with looks of incredulity, wondering how those two teenagers who had their first kiss on the 4th of July ended up here.  Things aren’t perfect, but they are amazing.

I wish I could go back and whisper in 14-year-old me’s ear that all of those daydream wishes would come true plus even more than I could have hoped for.

Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older
Then we wouldn’t have to wait so long
And wouldn’t it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong

You know its gonna make it that much better
When we can say goodnight and stay together

Wouldn’t it be nice if we could wake up
In the morning when the day is new
And after having spent the day together
Hold each other close the whole night through

Happy times together we’ve been spending
I wish that every kiss was never ending
Wouldn’t it be nice

Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true
Baby then there wouldn’t be a single thing we couldn’t do
We could be married
And then we’d be happy

Wouldn’t it be nice

You know it seems the more we talk about it
It only makes it worse to live without it
But let’s talk about it
Wouldn’t it be nice