Honeymoon at Harpers Ferry …
After all the time spent planning and executing our wedding, we decided it would be too much to organize an extravagant honeymoon right away. So instead we opted for the low-key honeymoon: a brief, scenic jaunt to Harpers Ferry. We had a great time just strolling around town holding hands. As Rick said, it was a very relaxing time and a great way to spend our first weekend as “Old Married Folks”.
Domestic Bliss…
Practically since the day we were married a few weeks ago, folks began asking us, “Does it feel any different being married?” And each time I laugh to myself as I am reminded of being asked on every birthday as a child, “So, how does it feel to be a year older? Do you feel any different?”
For the most part the answer to the first question is pretty much the same as the second: No. Being married does not feel all that much different than not being married. At least not as it pertains to day-to-day life. We still get up and commute to work each day. We still go to the market each week. We still go to Atomic for tasty beverages on occasion. Et cetera, et cetera, ad nauseam. Well, maybe not ad nauseam. Perhaps ad infinitum, but in a good way.
However, there are times when I realise that it is a different feeling to be married; and it is not when one would think. It isn’t when you introduce your better half as “wife” or “husband.” It isn’t even when your wife changes her name to yours. Oddly enough, I am reminded—and joyfully, mind you—most often while performing the most mundane of tasks. Like shopping for a vacuum cleaner and exchanging a lamp shade. Both of which the wife and I did yesterday.
On the surface, married life may seem no different than dating, but it is. It is a powerful feeling, and one I cherish. As sappy as it may sound, I am not so much happy to be married, as I am ecstatic that I am married to Sarah. It is a great feeling.