When I was younger I didn’t believe in young marriage, even though my parents, grandparents, etc. had all married young. A few of my friends either married or got engaged by the time I was 21-22 and I told them all they were foolish and that they’d live to regret it. As it turned out, my wife & I married at 23 & 22 and I’m thrilled that we did. Not only did we have that extra time together, but we started our families younger and were able to grow together sooner than friends & family who married later.
One thing that’s been big among the people close to us is partying, traveling and having 5-year-plans (i.e., 5 years of partying & traveling, 5 years of playing house, then 5 years of having 2 kids–one boy, one girl, etc.). I admire them for having things planned out so well, but pity them for having to live it. A lot of them turned their backs on us for several years while we were making our “irresponsible” choices (in other words, not partying, not traveling, raising our son and having our daughters). Now they’re struggling to play catch-up. A very small number of them have realized that the partying isn’t all it was cracked up to be, and it’s certainly not what life’s all about. Others are struggling to produce that first kid, let alone the picture-perfect one of each they’d planned out in their PDA’s.
Sure, we didn’t get to take all the trips, buy the new car every 2-3 years or drink until we puked every weekend through our 20’s. We were stuck going to baptisms, kindergarten graduations and First Communions…you know, those silly, worthless things you can’t look back on as fondly as you can passing out in the middle of a bar marathon.
I pray and wish the best for my friends who stumbled and jetted their way through their 20’s & early 30’s and are doing everything they can now to get those things they scorned and scoffed at during their first couple 5-year plans. And even though I might make light of it, I’ll always do what I can to support them.
One thing I’ve noticed about pretty much all of them is that they all lived with their spouses before getting married (a couple even had “trial marriages,” and referred to them as such while they were in the middle of them). I always looked at that as cheating in a way, partly because you’re cheating yourselves out of discovering the best parts of married life together. If you’re just shacking up, there’s no worry, no commitment, and a lot times no relationship after a couple months. Without that commitment, there’s no real reason to work out any big problems. At the time, I had a few people tell me that my wife and I should try living together before sealing the deal so we’d know whether we were really meant to be together. I think some of these suggestions were intended to break us apart, but others seriously thought it would benefit us. I still thank God we didn’t.