Love and Marriage

Today is mine and Eric's fifth wedding anniversary!!  We're a whole hand in marriage!  Wow.  What a ride it's been.  Some days I feel like we've known each other our whole lives, and others I feel like I'm still learning him. 

 

A few months ago I was talking to a co-worker who is engaged, and I asked how he was feeling about getting married.  He said he was pretty good and didn't really see how a wedding would change the relationship.  Over all the sense I got was that he didn't seem too worried about anything, and said, "I mean, I just don't see how it's going to make things different."  I responded, "Life just happens, and you don't know how you're both going to respond." 

Unsuspecting as to what's to come.

And it's true.  Cancer is my life and my reality right now.  Nobody could have predicted that I'd have to walk through this particular forest, and do it twice.  The other day I was getting ready and I asked Eric, "When we spoke our wedding vows and we said 'in sickness and in health,' did you think it'd be you taking care of me first?"  He said, "No way."  I think honestly we both didn't think that would happen.  I think simply because Eric is ten years older than I am, and I'm absolutely the more nurturing one, and I think we both just thought I would eventually take care of him.  But then God threw us this curve ball. 

What's strange is that back in January, I remember Eric and I having a conversation regarding how he handled my first go at cancer.  I told him that I was hurt at how he handled it because, in my eyes, he always acted like it was no big deal.  He never seemed worried to me, and I told him I was the most hurt when I told him that I got the call that it hadn't spread, and he said, "Oh that's good." He said it as if I told him it was going to be sunny and 73 degrees out the next day.  But he said he just never worried because he always knew that it was going to be ok, and that he wanted to be strong to me.  That everything he read it said to be strong for me.  I told him that's not what I needed.  What I needed was for someone to be scared with me and to walk alongside me during that time. 

So wasn't it funny, when just one month later I got diagnosed again.  Since we had this conversation recently, I told him explicitly what I needed from him.  I needed him to be open with me.  I needed him to share how he was feeling at the moment.  I told him I know his default is to go into strength mode in times of crisis (he was a Marine after all), but that I needed him to push beyond his comfort zone in order to help me.

I have to say, he hasn't been perfect, but he's definitely been better this time around, and I know it's been hard for him to stretch beyond that comfort zone.  He has told me how he's feeling, when he's scared and why, and has supported me in my decisions when navigating through all of this.  He has taken care of me during my tough days, taken time off to be there during treatments, and just held me when I needed it.  He has even gone to programs at the cancer center like a caregiver support group and to a group to find out what to do and what to say to best help.  Oh, and I can't forget the fact that he was the one who shaved my head!

Now, that's not to say this has all been rainbows and ice cream.  It hasn't.  We have had our yelling matches FOR SURE.  Times when I'm not feeling like my needs are being met, or times when we're both just tired and stressed.  I remember one battle when I wanted to talk about it, and he got upset and didn't want to talk about it because he said he thinks about it all day, people ask him about it all the time, and he just wanted a break.  Well, for me, I needed to confide in someone and process and needed him for that. Obviously our needs were different and just didn't align at that moment.  We were both burnt out and each antidote was the cause of the other's burn out.  Doesn't allow for much harmony. 

Marriage is hard.  It takes work.  As cheesy of a metaphor as this is, marriage is like a garden.  You absolutely have to tend to it every day, or your plants and flowers will begin to wilt or become overrun with weeds.  It has to be watered.  Weeds have to be pulled.  You have to take care of pests.  And all of this is done on the best of days!  Now imagine you have just riddled your garden with poison and you're trying to keep it all alive with that new variable thrown in.  Not easy. 

So, has our marriage been peachy keen?  Absolutely not.  Cancer is hard and it makes your relationships hard.  But I will say this: We are definitely stronger.  We are trying to learn each other during times of personal crisis.  How does one react and how do we help the other, while still trying to navigate the traitorous waters ourselves?  I also feel like in this short 5 years, we have been through a lot.  Becoming new parents, changes in jobs for each of us, and moving to a new house are some of the other changes we've been through amongst everything else.  We're choosing to become stronger over defeat, and in the meantime, I feel like our marriage is growing it's own little suit of armor.  We never wanted or asked for this path, but it's the path God has chosen for us, and we are doing our darndest to walk through it together successfully, in love. 

I can see the confidence coming through!  Nothing can scare us!