At the end of next month will mark 15 years being married for Steve & I.
This actually does not seem like a long time to me. I'm guessing my perspective here is that my expectation is 100 years here so 15 almost feels like... gah, thats a lot of life left to get thru.
I'm watching this documentary by a videographer who has gone back to some of his 112 weddings that he covered and its basically pretty depressing. And the thing that makes it depressing is not that the marriages have ended in hate or disgust - the thing thats depressing is watching the naive pair enter into their marriage with such lack of understanding of what they are entering into.
My expectations were pretty tame but just as ridiculous as all these people who thought "everything would stay the same." My expectations were that we would sit around together watching tv. But like being really happy about it.
