I Could Get Used to This

We got married on Saturday, now the man that was my fiancée is my husband, and I really couldn’t be happier. It’s strange, I didn’t think I’d feel any differently but I do. I don’t love him any more or less, but there seems to be a stronger bond between us that has nothing to do with the child I’m carrying. A strength that’s just about us and nothing else. I guess that’s what a marriage is about, a bond you just can’t have with any other human being. It certainly took me a long time to figure that out, but I guess I wouldn’t have figured it out otherwise. But I’m happy now, happier than I think I’ve ever been. Happy seems to be a foreign emotion to me, but I think I could get used to it. I’m not saying that I have to one perfect relationship in the universe. We have bad days just like everyone else, but isn’t it the bad days that make the good days sweeter? Happy. Yeah, I could get used to this.