Marrying young simply means more time for adventures together
Everything that’s gone out of style comes back around sooner or later, and that seems to be true of young marriage (as well as our early 2000’s—and current—obsession with denim shirts).
When I tell people I’m getting married in nine months, their reaction is a mixture of congratulatory excitement and confusion. The excitement is simply a formality, but the confusion, plus my age, is what leads them to feel confident enough to comment on my impending marriage.
“But you’re so young!”
“Don’t rush into anything, there’s so much the world has to offer.”
“Are you sure you’re ready for that level of commitment?”
“Have you weighed your options?”
“Can he really be that good looking?”
I may be young, and yes, I feel my fiancé is that good looking, but getting married at 23 doesn’t mean I’m “rushing into anything”. Or that I haven’t thought this through. It simply means what marriage means to any other couple regardless of age: we love each other. (I’ll have you know that were it the year 1950, I’d be a few years late to the marriage party, back when the average woman was married at 20.)
In case you haven’t heard, there’s this thing called Love and it doesn’t matter if you’re 23, 53 or 93; if the Love Bug bites, it’s out of your hands. What my confident commenters don’t take into consideration when insinuating that I’m blowing my younger years is, anything I could do on my own in twenties, I now have an amazing life partner do them with me.
If you’re the bachelor type, then that’s wonderful, but for those of you who thrive on holding hands, talking until your partner’s fallen asleep, and long-lasting affection, finding the person you want to share life with early on is just a world of opportunity, not closed doors.
Instead of figuring out the world alone, you have someone to learn alongside and grow with. Any experience you can imagine, you can now picture him or her by your side. A trip to Paris? You can now put a “love lock” on the Ponts des Arts bridge together—just hope city employees don’t remove them, heartless bastards.
A romantic cruise? You now have someone to reenact the “I’m flying!” scene from Titanic with maybe a little French girl portrait session later, non? The possibilities are endless, even far in the future. Think of how many Valentine’s Day dinners, gifts, and boxes of chocolates that is!
As life rolls on, tiny versions of you and your sig-other start running around, then eventually run off, leaving you and your Leo DiCaprio free at last to return to the few adventures that didn’t quite make the list before life got in the way.
Finding your person at a young age means all the time in the world for fond memories to look back on when you finally have time to go on another adventure, just the two of you.