18 and Married
Eighteen years old, not quite done with highschool yet, headed to Utah Valley University in the fall, and... getting married? Yes. I don't love telling people about my unique story do to stupid comments, and judgmental people, but if this helps someone(even if it helps me) in the slightest, then it will all be worth it. I do love Zac with everything in me; I love his curly brown hair, crazy outfit choices, brown eyes, and his one dimple when he smiles. I love his willingness to work hard and love me no matter what. Since the time he proposed a year ago, I feel like I have just blinked and we were married. Everything went super fast. The next thing I knew, my AMAZING father was walking me down the isle, to hand me over to the love of my life. But lets back up a little.
...and I could probably make a book with all of the comments I got. But that did not stop me, because Zac is who I loved, and I knew that we could make it. For those 6 months, we knew that we were what mattered, and no one could change what we wanted.
On my wedding day, all I could think about that morning getting ready was my parents relationship and how they had taught me what real love was. They were how I wanted my relationship to look like when I was married for 25 year and counting. After my mom was done helping me get ready, my father came in to walk me down the isle. He kissed my head and told me I looked beautiful. We exchanged some words and tears (mostly my tears) and then it was time. As I first saw Zac, his face was priceless. He started to cry, and I got up to him, and I could only think of how lucky I was, and I could not wait to be poor together, struggle together, cry together, laugh together, and make it together. It was in this moment that I knew that what I was doing, was what God had intended me to do. Never in my life did I think I would be married at 18, but when Zac was put in my life. It was destined.
It has been 6 months since the wedding and things are definitely not always easy, but I'm happy. Having come this far, I have no regrets. My life is not the typical college students life, but I am happy where I am. I now know that how I feel about my life is all that matters. Yes, I got married at 18. Yes, I meant to get married that young. Yes, I love him. Thank you for the support!
We got engaged November 19th after dating for 2 years before that. Over those 2 years, there were many laughs, happy tears, sad tears, hugs, jokes, friends, and lots of love. I can honestly say he was my best friend. All I could think about were all of the day I wanted to spend with him for the rest of my life. I was planning to go to college a little farther from home [than where I am now] at that time, either in Salt Lake(and hour away), or Ceder City(3-4 hours away), and that would mean probably not being able to date Zac seeing as I would be in school and his job was here, and it just would not have worked out. So we brought up the idea of getting married.
When we got engaged, I wish I could say I was surprised, but since we had been talking about it I totally knew it was going to happen, just not the exact day. Much to my knowledge for the next 6 months, it was a bit crazy to say the least. I spent hours on the wedding, school and extracurricular activities. Also for those 6 months of course I experienced the same questions any other person that is engaged experiences. Am I ready to get married? Will I even be a good wife? Am I going to be able to balance being a daughter, student, employee, sister, and most of all a... wife? It was scary, but I had my amazing parents and close friends to thank who believed in me, and loved me every step of the way. It was not all Pretty though. I had a lot of backlash for my decision to get married from not only petty teenagers my age, but Adults!
Before getting married, I was bombarded with questions/comments like:
-"Why do you want to get married so young?"
-"You will probably get divorced within 5 years if that, according to statistics"
-"You are totally pregnant, aren't you?"
-"I'm just waiting for the baby announcement"
-"It's going to be too hard for you"
...and I could probably make a book with all of the comments I got. But that did not stop me, because Zac is who I loved, and I knew that we could make it. For those 6 months, we knew that we were what mattered, and no one could change what we wanted.
On my wedding day, all I could think about that morning getting ready was my parents relationship and how they had taught me what real love was. They were how I wanted my relationship to look like when I was married for 25 year and counting. After my mom was done helping me get ready, my father came in to walk me down the isle. He kissed my head and told me I looked beautiful. We exchanged some words and tears (mostly my tears) and then it was time. As I first saw Zac, his face was priceless. He started to cry, and I got up to him, and I could only think of how lucky I was, and I could not wait to be poor together, struggle together, cry together, laugh together, and make it together. It was in this moment that I knew that what I was doing, was what God had intended me to do. Never in my life did I think I would be married at 18, but when Zac was put in my life. It was destined.
It has been 6 months since the wedding and things are definitely not always easy, but I'm happy. Having come this far, I have no regrets. My life is not the typical college students life, but I am happy where I am. I now know that how I feel about my life is all that matters. Yes, I got married at 18. Yes, I meant to get married that young. Yes, I love him. Thank you for the support!
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Thank for reading!
-B