I met my husband in a bar.
I know, not the most romantic way of meeting the person you are about to spend the rest of your life with but I believe love hits you when you least expect it and sometimes, in the most unexpected of places, too.
Last night I was on the couch sitting next to my hubby watching The Bachelor. He usually doesn’t get sucked into this kind of television but there really wasn’t anything else on so he continued to watch with me. An obligatory viewing, if you will.
As we continued to watch these women fall all over this unstable guy, I could only think of one thing: I am so happy to be married – happily married.
Don’t get me wrong, my marriage is FAR from perfect. We’ve had many dark days as any marriage goes through and I’m sure there will be many more tough times ahead. We, like the rest of the world, experience the very highest of highs and lowest of lows. But somehow, we always seem to come out of it on top.
Together.
And stronger than where we came from.
This relationship is a process, one that we BOTH have to work at every day. Married life is not what I expected it to be but at least I chose to live a life with the man I truly believe is meant for me; one that I love more than he’ll ever know.
Is this a love letter of sorts to the man I married?
Perhaps.
But I think it’s more of a thank you – a thank you for choosing to walk down this path with me; for loving me FOR ME, taking the good with the bad and all that’s in between. And loving me more even than he did yesterday as I sit in my sweatpants, hair in a ponytail with barely any make-up on, eating some salty popcorn watching some brainless reality tv…
At one point throughout the show I grabbed my husband’s hand and looked at him. I mean, really looked at him and thanked him for being my partner in life – THIS life, we built together.
So, to those women who continue to sign up for The Bachelor? I wish them luck on their quest for finding love – since this is a show that reminds me how lucky I am to have found mine.
I was single for more years than I care to admit. I’d take marriage any day!
Cheryl
We met in a bar too…twice…in two different states…and I couldn’t be happier with how it’s working out!
So nice to hear good things about marriage b/c it IS hard work.
Husband sat down during The Bachelor the other night and said, “so glad I don’t have to do this shit ever again” and I loved that…I’m so glad too!
As someone who also met her man in a bar and likes watching the Bachelor with said man, I loved this post. So important to stop and be thankful for what you have. An exquisite reminder indeed.
Me, too.
P.S. Is that a small child strapped to your husband’s back?
No, I was taking the photo and that was just a person standing directly behind him talking to another person. 😉
Raising a glass to this sweet nod to your husband, and to having met in a bar. My husband and I had our first date, and many subsequent ones, in a bar we loved — and even got engaged there. It’s not as cheesy as it sounds. I think.
We met online and I am so blessed to have him.
Heather this is so what I would do if my hubs would ever sit through the Bachelor with me! Hehe I am so glad you found yours and I found mine and I am hoping that those ladies are able to find theirs.
By the way, I hated my husband when I met him and the feeling was mutual. I’m feeling a post coming on
Aw you are lucky… and I know I’m not supposed to say this out loud, but I envy you for finding yours… I’m still waiting to get hit…. smack in the face… hard
And I would want nothing more than for you to find that. Every person deserves to spend their life with another…I can’t wait for the day I read about YOU finding YOURS. 😉
Amen, sister! So many times I find myself thanking God that I got as lucky as I did. I might not always FEEL lucky, but I know that overall, I really am.
PS I met mine on Craigslist. I mean, how much worse can you get than THAT? And no, it wasn’t a sex ad either. 😉
This is so sweet! You’re right… love can hit at the most unexpected times. Here I am single, yet again, but hopeful. That, like you (and all the women on The Bachelor), I will find mine.
Now… what’s the name of that bar so I can test my luck out this weekend? No, really.
I love your story. I love your honesty. Real love *swoon*, it’s not filled with glitz and glamour and that’s what makes it so perfect.