The Best Part of Marrying Young…

…is that you get to grow up together.



We met when I was barely 20 years old.  He was 21, and had been back in America for two weeks after living in the Baltics for the last couple of years.  He spoke Russian and sometimes had to search in order to find the correct word in English.

I fell in love with him the night that I was ranting about the injustices in the world and he said, “We always need someone to fight the losing battles.”  We were married when I was 21 and he was 22.  Nine months into our marriage, 9/11 happened.  That same day, I had my first cancer scare.

We moved to Seattle, had a baby, and then moved to Finland.  We moved back home and found out that our baby had a rare genetic syndrome and might not survive.  I was 24.  He was 25.

I lost my wedding ring and cried for five years.  He never once got angry about it. He was just sad that I was so upset.

He got a very cool, super mysterious job and we moved to Vegas.  We had a baby girl.  I started getting published. He was promoted. He sings to our kids in Russian, does magical things to make our backyard a children’s wonderland, and he’s just as sexy in a suit and tie as he is in ripped jeans.  And I love the ripped jeans.

For our tenth anniversary, we planned to go cage-diving with great white sharks in Africa.  We’ve been planning it for years.  Instead, we drained our savings on medical procedures, ballet, and speech therapies.  Our previously nonverbal seven-year old son just said, “I want toast, please.”  Our daughter danced as Clara in the “Nutcracker” yesterday.  My husband took an hour off of work in order to see her.  Tonight we’re going to stay home and watch a movie instead of going diving with sharks.  It’s absolutely worth it.

I have a new ring.  I finally accepted that I’ll never find the old one after moving five times.  I love my husband more now than I did when we were first married, and I was pretty head over heels then.  We all know the responsibilities of marriage.  The hardships.  The frustrations and the joint decision making and the bills.  Nobody ever mentions that marriage is like a slumber party that continues on forever and ever.  There’s dancing in the kitchen.  Throwing a pillow at somebody and knowing they’ll laugh every time.  Knowing that when you call him, his cell phone starts playing “Girlfriend in a Coma” and nobody understands why we both think that’s so funny.

Today is our ten year anniversary.  I’ve never been so happy! And I still feel like we’re children.

*By the way, the picture was taken by our friend Rachel Miller. She’s fantastic at everything that she does.  Thank you, Rachel!

25 Comments on “The Best Part of Marrying Young…”

  1. Well said Mercedes. We do “grow up” throughout our marriages and that’s part of what makes them so wonderful! I think about the people that I know who aren’t so happy in their marriages and they are the ones who can’t let go of those expectations they had when they first got married.

    Have a wonderful day!

  2. So beautifully written, Mercedes. Happy Anniversary to such a cool couple! Your lives are more adventurous than shark-diving! So sorry about that lost wedding ring…glad you have a new one. I bet your daughter is marvelous in The Nutcracker. May your son remain healthy and continue to make improvements. I wish you and your family all good things in 2011.

  3. Happy Anniversary to you Mercedes. I am so happy for you and your husband. May you be blessed with many, many more wonderful anniversaries.

    Congratulations on your new ring.



  4. Happy Anniversary to both of you! What an awesome post! LOVE it! I love that you did NOT go diving with the scariest thing I can imagine! And I love that you love Luke! Hope you and yours have a VERY Merry Christmas!

  5. Oh my goodness! Thank you so much for your kindness, everybody. I think you’re absolutely wonderful, and your comments are very appreciated. 🙂

    We had a wonderful day. I had a meeting. We had a wonderful dinner at home, and watched an MST3K movie. Because we’re geeks. We’ll go somewhere “real” later.

  6. Really moving stuff, Mercedes. You’ve inspired me to write something for my special lady, even though it’s not our anniversary or anything.

    Wait… fifteenth anniversary of our first date! Jan 2nd!

    Thanks again for the inspiration, Mercedes.

  7. What a fabulous story, Mercedes (and, umm…sorry that I’m so late for the parade…)

    Congrats to you both on your anniversary. Best wishes on the years to come and the adventures to unfold.

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