Happily ever after, every day

Growing up, my favorite movie was Sleepless in Seattle. (Probably still is.)

I can recite most of the movie.

You can imagine that it would be fun to watch it with me, then.

[on an airplane to Seattle]
Nervous Woman on Airplane: Don’t you just hate flying?
Annie Reed [Meg Ryan]: Yes, I do, and I just told the most terrible one to the man I’m about to marry. Do you feel that any lie is a betrayal?
[pause]
Nervous Woman on Airplane: I said FLYING.

I loved a lot of other romantic comedies too. You’ve Got Mail. Jerry Maguire. When Harry Met Sally. City Slickers.

OK, I guess City Slickers wasn’t really a romantic comedy. But Billy Crystal did fall in love with that baby calf. I digress.

Like most girls, I grew up hoping my life [and future lifelong romance] would be some breed of the happily-ever-after, Fairy Tale sort. I also grew up hearing that life is not a movie — and that there is no perfect man out there. Women in their early 20’s were even starting to express the sentiment of the fairly recent-ish book, “Marry Him: The Case for Settling for Mr. Good Enough” when I was in college. But I never fully believed them.

And then one rainy night, almost 7 years ago, I proved myself right. I met Matt.

It was our 5-year wedding anniversary last week — and I won’t spend much time gushing about how in love we are. Nobody really wants to hear that anyway. But what I will say when my single friends ask me about “guy advice” is this: there may not be a perfect man out there, but if you’re meant to be married, I do believe there is somebody perfect for you.

And I think you’ll know it not [just] by butterflies or infatuation or chemistry — but by the fact that this person helps make you better than you could be without them (and vice versa). And since the Divine Matchmaker has pairing skills much greater than Yente on Fiddler on the Roof — I’d add that looking to a higher source (i.e. God) for guy advice is the best way to find your true soul mate.

My mother-in-law always tells us to work hard to “keep the magic alive” in our marriage — and as simple as it seems, I think that’s great advice. Because we (for the most part) are in charge of our own happily-ever-after.

It’s just that happily-ever-after = hard-work-every-day.

At the end of our anniversary date, I pulled out my laptop and pressed “play” on a surprise video. I couldn’t get a private in-person performance with one of Matt’s favorite bands (and our dear friends), L’Angelus — but I managed to get the second best thing: our own personal concert via Youtube.

Thought I’d share a little sunshine with you this evening.

Here’s to keeping the magic alive.

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