While we were engaged, innocent young lovers who hadn’t yet kissed, we got lots of marriage advice. Sport a ring and a goofy look and you’re just too obvious a target, apparently. The advice usually ran along these lines:
- Enjoy your freedom while it lasts.
- Oh, look at you now, but just wait till the honeymoon’s over.
- Soon it will just be fight, fight, fight.
- You’re so young to get married! (I was 24, he was 23 when we got married.) continue reading…
