I did exactly that 3 years ago today. Today Josh and I are celebrating 3 years of marriage in style. It seems fitting that we would be hanging out with Orangutans in Borneo on our anniversary. There hasn’t been a lot of “normalcy” since I met Josh in out teacher preparation course at Arizona State.
On the first day of one of our classes, Josh approached me and asked me if my name started with a “T”. I looked at him like he was crazy and said, “Noooo. Why do you ask?” He then asked me what church I went to. Haha–he had seen the cross tattoo on my ankle. At the time I was dating someone so I sort of avoided him for a while after that–too cute to just be a friend (wink). A few months later I found myself single and ready to mingle..
Our first “date”, if you want to call it that, sort of set the stage for what kind of relationship we would have. I was at a wedding reception with some of my Somali friends. It is the kind of thing where you can just bring people–not invite required. I gave Josh a call and asked him if he wanted to come down. He did, and it turned out to be a very interesting party–bride was kidnapped by her family, everyone rushed outside (well, everyone but the few of us non-Somali guests) for a fight, and then soon came back in and returned to the dance floor.
I was giving Josh a ride home that night (his friend had dropped him off) and I made a joke about continuing to drive west to the beach (6 hours away). Josh said something along the lines of, “why not?” So we did, arriving just in time for sunrise. We ate some breakfast and began driving back to Phoenix.
In my exhaustion/elation I missed one of the directions. Neither of us noticed for…well…a really long time. By the time we realized what had happened, we decided it would be better to reroute through…Nevada. We eventually made it back after 12 hours. That evening, we had planned to go to an Invisible Children campaign. So, we grabbed our shelter (a cardboard box we had grabbed off someone’s driveway–we asked first) and headed to the high school football field where it was being held. We each wrote a few letters to congressmen and the sorts and then fell asleep– our feet sticking out the bottom of the box.
The next year and half was filled with road trips, backpacking, graduation, a trip to South Africa, and then a wedding. Since then, we’ve lived in Arizona, Cape Town, Seattle, and Seoul. We’ve had some difficult times and some crazy fun times. We’ve shed tears and we’ve laughed. I’ve learned more about myself in the past three years of marriage than I ever expected to. I can be:
- controlling–actually, we’re going to do it my way.
- borderline crazy at times– AAHHHH, I’m so about to pull my hair out!
- anal retentive–um, there’s a crumb on my counter!
- defensive–what? you think I’m over-reacting????
- prideful– I AM RIGHT!