Post by Fraze on Jun 7, 2020 7:02:56 GMT -5
So you probably saw the thread title and thought "Oh, someone has a NTWFversary!"
YOU THOUGHT WRONG
On June 6, 2015, Huntress and I tied the knot. Took the plunge. Took our vows. Put a ring on it. Got hitched. Plighted our troths.
(I found that last one online and I don't think I'm using it right.)
Five years ago we got married. Since then, we bought a flat, had a kid, and adopted two cats. We established ourselves in our jobs and bought a car. Now we've got a second kid on the way and just traded in our car for a new one that can actually fit our family.
We've faced tough personal issues over those five years. My mother died (unexpected and yet not that surprising), and so did two of Hunty's grandparents (not unexpected but that doesn't make it easier). I started seeing a therapist September of last year; initially to work through my feelings surrounding my mother's death, but eventually Hunty and I started going together. It's been a LOT of work and we've had to confront some difficult things, both in ourselves as individuals and as a couple - but we finally seem to be coming out the other end, better and stronger together.
I suspect our therapist thinks we're a couple of adorable dumb puppies. (Also normalizing mental health care FTW.)
There has been joy, too. Traveler will turn 4 years old in just over a week. We've watched him grow from a barely-mobile lump who cries and poops and eats and sleeps, into a smol human being with IDEAS and DREAMS and OPINIONS and so, so much HAPPY. We ran Wrighton together, and if that's to be Frunty's magnum opus then it was a good one. We haven't traveled nearly as much as we want, which is one facet of the issues we've been dealing with, but we're taking active steps toward remedying that - and if nothing else, daydreaming about faraway pretty places is nice. Our two cattos are best friends (most likely Sisters From Another Mister), they came into our lives at just the right time and have taught us valuable lessons about how to be Chill and how to be Together.
It's been a big five years. Here's to five more.
YOU THOUGHT WRONG
On June 6, 2015, Huntress and I tied the knot. Took the plunge. Took our vows. Put a ring on it. Got hitched. Plighted our troths.
(I found that last one online and I don't think I'm using it right.)
Five years ago we got married. Since then, we bought a flat, had a kid, and adopted two cats. We established ourselves in our jobs and bought a car. Now we've got a second kid on the way and just traded in our car for a new one that can actually fit our family.
We've faced tough personal issues over those five years. My mother died (unexpected and yet not that surprising), and so did two of Hunty's grandparents (not unexpected but that doesn't make it easier). I started seeing a therapist September of last year; initially to work through my feelings surrounding my mother's death, but eventually Hunty and I started going together. It's been a LOT of work and we've had to confront some difficult things, both in ourselves as individuals and as a couple - but we finally seem to be coming out the other end, better and stronger together.
I suspect our therapist thinks we're a couple of adorable dumb puppies. (Also normalizing mental health care FTW.)
There has been joy, too. Traveler will turn 4 years old in just over a week. We've watched him grow from a barely-mobile lump who cries and poops and eats and sleeps, into a smol human being with IDEAS and DREAMS and OPINIONS and so, so much HAPPY. We ran Wrighton together, and if that's to be Frunty's magnum opus then it was a good one. We haven't traveled nearly as much as we want, which is one facet of the issues we've been dealing with, but we're taking active steps toward remedying that - and if nothing else, daydreaming about faraway pretty places is nice. Our two cattos are best friends (most likely Sisters From Another Mister), they came into our lives at just the right time and have taught us valuable lessons about how to be Chill and how to be Together.
It's been a big five years. Here's to five more.
