Just two little babes super hyped to have found each other.
I never thought I’d get married. I was single when I became unwell, and the ex-boyfriend who was keen to win me back suddenly wasn’t so keen when I became ill. Dodged a bullet my friends!
You’ll likely know by now that I was single for the first four years of having M.E. That being mostly-housebound meant I was highly unlikely to meet anyone. Rarer still were people who weren’t put off by my unreliable and ill health. I needed a carer far more than I needed a boyfriend! And I was good and happy by myself.
A spur of the moment ‘experiment’ on an online dating site introduced me to the man who would ask me to marry him just two years later. It remains the best and bravest (and most out of character!) thing I’ve ever done.
I’m not the type to tell you to never give up hope. I can’t tell you how much I hated that. I could talk all day about that kind of “You never know what the future might hold” hashtag inspirational chatter. It makes me roll my eyes so hard that they hurt.
I know there a lot of you who doubt or wonder whether you will ever get married. I am sorry, particularly because society places so much emphasis on marriage being the ultimate goal of any adult. I vote for parties where you get to wear a white dress and have people congratulate you simply for being you! It’s kinda the same!
Marriage is awesome, but only if you’ve married the right person. (Nailed it!) I know people who thought more about the wedding day than the compatibility of themselves and their partner. In spite of my health, or perhaps because of it, each and every one of our days contains happiness.
Happy 3rd Wedding Anniversary Mr Tree Surgeon. Thanks for changing my life as much as I’ve changed yours. Go Team! 14/10/17
(I’m still looking into cloning Mr Tree Surgeon FYI. But you should all know he is absolutely dreadful at putting his clothes away. Nobody’s perfect I guess.)