Before this Marriage and the Family class, marriage was still something somewhat off my radar. Marriage followed thoughts like graduate school and the after-college years. Thoughts of marriage eventually lead to thoughts about settling down, and children, and thinking in terms of “us” and “they.” I wasn’t ready for that. I’m still not. But I guess you can say I’m warming up to the idea as things become more inspiring.
Why would I want to get married? After everything we’ve discussed, from benefits of marriage, legalities, practicalities, social pressure, I guess the main reason for me really is love. I want to love someone and be loved in return. And I want to be jealously in love with that person, as in I want this person to only truly have eyes for me. But I suppose out of love for that person, I would also want what is best for him. Marriage seals the partnership and I would think opens up other opportunities for us to work together on our life goals, and possibly pass our ideas down to our children, our own or through adoption. I would hope that we would be teammates in life, and best friends. It’s hard to go at things alone, even in our society where both men and women are financially independent. I feel like it’s also a society where you can isolate yourself really easily, even when it seems like you’re surrounded by a bunch of people. Marriage in that way can be a security measure.
This is the hope, at least. I think a lot of people go into marriage for love, and to have kids. Maybe it’s a biological desire imbedded in us. Although there are those DINKs that aren’t really looking for that kind of thing… not yet anyway. It’s a cultural thing too. Don’t you ever find it sad in the movies when some hero dies leaving his/her partner partnerless, and childless? Do you ever hope that perhaps he has some kid to carry on his memory? It’s just a thought. There’s something fulfilling in leaving a part of yourself that goes on even when you as you fade away.
My family will most likely be fairly traditional and conservative. I’m not really comfortable with the idea of having more than two kids, although if we adopted, I could go with the somewhat uncomfortable four children household. My parents at one point were seriously considering adoption, but things never really worked out. My parents have been solidly married and spaced my sister and I four years apart. They raised us with Christian values, but also a drive to succeed, a love of books, ambition, and hardwork. Considering that framework, I generally want the same for my home. Divorce is not something that I ever want to consider. But I honestly don’t know what to do if the spark goes out in the marriage. My thinking is that if we go through a spell where we find it hard to love one another, we will stick with it, push through, until the mariage is refreshed. I don’t want to abandon someone I told myself I was committed to. It doesn’t seem fair to him, or myself. If he breaks my trust, I would hope and pray for ways to repair it.
Just as a note, I very truly enjoyed this class. I would have to say it was my most favorite class of the year.
So, how to keep the spark alive? Perhaps, read a lot of Nicholas Sparks. Ever heard of ‘The Wedding’? Pretty good book. That guy went to really great lengths to revive their relationship. Also, lots of conversation, and lots of interaction. And, not only shared interests, but different interests. One person has their thing, you have another. It’s like thinking of ways to not get burnt out of something. There also probably comes a point where you need to be honest and say you’re tired and not in the mood to do anything- take a break but then get back into action. It takes lots of energy, and when that’s short, there’s lots of prayer. If things go from bad to worst, marriage counseling. You never know how much an outside perspective can help. Somehow, I can’t forget to show that person how much I love them. And how much I love our family. Everyone has to be aware that we’re in it for the long haul.
That was kind of a thought dump. I know life isn’t easy, and I’m not perfect enough to make my own life much easier. I don’t even think easy is the right word. Maybe what I mean is ‘ideal’. But I think the beauty of relationships, especially romantic ones, is that they involve give and take. I need to keep in mind that I need to give, so that I can take, so that they can take, and give in return. Marriages are like that, family is like that, friendship is like that. Positive relationships are positive give and take relationships. Think Aristotle and ‘the good friendship’. Or if that doesn’t resonate, Fried Green Tomatoes. And what if I feel like I have nothing to give? Sometimes I struggle with that, feeling like I don’t really have anything to offer. I suppose those are moments when I have to realize I’m worth it, and their worth it, and then get creative. Small beginnings aren’t always easy, but I guess I could make them doable.
I feel like in our society, there is a lot of pressure on the individual to get things done right, to succeed in life, to make something meaningful. Some people rise to the challenge while others fall short. It’s unfair, but then it makes sense as everybody has their own giftings, and some have stronger giftings than others. Some excel in areas better than others, and perhaps it doesn’t exactly balance out. It can be depressing at times, especially if you’re an ambitious individual. It’s a disgusting cycle of not feeling good enough, smart enough, crazy enough to get to where you think you should be. People strive and strive for a good life, but inevitably fall short of what is viewed as the ideal. We can reassess that ideal, as we have done in class through discussion of life narratives and marriage statistics, but ultimately, life is what you choose it to be. It’s like that quote from David Foster Wallace. Unfortunately, his imagery was a little too disparaging for me. I don’t want to believe that my life will end in a state of despair. No, I believe life, and afterlife, can be more positive than that. But yes, it’s hard, and in the end, all I have is faith. And I believe, in the end, what, or rather, who I place my faith in is enough.