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Lessons from a weekend apart: why every wife needs to fly solo sometimes

February 21st, 2012

A couple of weeks ago, I went away on my own to visit my parents.

The anticipation of an airport good-bye fills me with dread and reawakens the muscle memory of all the tough good-byes from my eight years living in London. I felt anxious when Tom dropped me off at the airport, even though we would only be apart for a few days. I feel this way whenever we travel without each other. No matter how many times we do it, my mind always conjures horror stories of things that will go wrong while we’re apart. Maybe my plane will crash. Maybe he’ll get in a car accident. Maybe the dog will be run over by a bus. Worst case scenarios dance through my brain as I check my luggage.

Flying solo can be a good thing

Then something funny happens as I pass through security and head to my gate. The cars stop crashing in my mind and a lightness comes over me. Being a lone traveler feels energizing and full of possibility. When you’ve been in a relationship for a while, you’re used to consulting with someone on choices all day. It’s liberating to say: Yes, I’m going to grab a latte at Starbucks and not ask Tom if he wants one, too. Even though he’d say yes, there’s just something about making my own decisions that feels like an indulgence.

I worry I’ve become too dependent on Tom. He’s naturally good at pretty much everything, which has made me lazy. When we travel together, Tom glances at a map of a new city and has his bearings right away. I can travel the same route 10 times and still not remember the route. So it’s easier to let him do the navigating. We’ve fallen into gender stereotypes when we’re out together. He always pays at restaurants or the grocery store for some reason, even though we share a bank account and the money is coming from the same source. If anything breaks (electronic or otherwise) I don’t bother trying to figure out what’s wrong with it. I just call for Tom and he fixes it in seconds.

While it’s lovely to have such a smart, reliable husband who takes care of me, I worry that my independence has eroded. I come from a long line of not-so-independent women, and I feel like I’m fighting against a genetic “dependence default”. Traveling on my own reminds me that I’m capable and connects me to the importance of carving out time for myself.

All that said, being away reminded me how many times during the day I really want to share something with Tom. I don’t feel like I’ve had an experience if I can’t talk it through with him. I’m used to blurting out any thought that comes into my head to him (much to his chagrin now that we’re working from home together). The truth is that most of the things I do in life are better with Tom by my side. I guess that’s a good way to feel about your husband…

How about you? Do you relish your alone time, or do you like to do everything with your partner? Women, have you fallen into some bad habits when it comes to independence, like I have? Any tips for making sure you keep the balance?

Does not having kids mean that I’ll never really grow up?

February 8th, 2012

Regular readers of The Long Haul Project will know that I periodically write about our decision not to have kids. This decision has not been an easy one. I reassure myself that not having kids is a valid choice for someone who feels limited (to no) maternal instincts. I relish the opportunities and experiences that we’re able to explore because we’re not in nesting mode. But, thus far, I haven’t managed to completely quell the creeping voices of doubt and uncertainty. I wrote about them before here, contemplating if the decision not to have kids meant I was callous and unwomanly. And I’ve been thinking about the topic this week, but now I’m wondering if our decision not to become parents means that we’ll never become real grown-ups.

Livin' the Downton way

I just spent a few days visiting my parents. It’s weird but wonderful to visit “home”. A place where other people procure and prepare food for you, always picks up the tab at a restaurant, buy you cute clothes just because, even make your bed while you’re taking a shower. It’s what I imagine life would like with a Sugar Daddy, or if I lived at Downton Abbey.

My parents’ house is spotlessly clean. I don’t know how they do it, but I never see dust on shelves or dishes left in the sink or scuff marks on the floor. They never run out of anything– there’s an abundance. The refrigerator is always stocked, their huge bathroom is full to the brim with yummy-smelling soaps and lotions, there’s a stack of magazines to read, the television in the guest bedroom has more than 1,000 channels. When I’m there, I feel a soporific sense of being safe and protected; like I’m a kid again.

I’m 34 years old. Every week, my husband and I stare into the bright, bare abyss of our refrigerator trying to figure out what recipe we can concoct from half a cucumber, olives and a block of cheddar cheese. We’re often on the brink of a toiletry crisis. We don’t have cable TV or a car. Sometimes I wonder when we’re going to grow up, and suspect maybe we’re not… or at least in the same way our parents grew up.

When my parents were 34, they had a 7 year old (me) and a 4-year old (my brother). They had to think about getting us to school, preparing our meals, taking care of us when we were ill. Letting the refrigerator go bare or giving up their car wasn’t an option. Neither was the risk of starting their own business, renting their house and moving to the city, or taking time off to travel. My parents’ decision to start a family put them on the path towards a specific kind of adulthood; one with responsibilities that Tom and I don’t have. And let’s face it, responsibilities that we’ve run a mile to avoid.

I love the life that Tom and I have made for ourselves, I really do. I can’t help but worry, though. If I don’t have kids and experience that kind of adulthood, am I an adult at all? Am I in a state of suspended adolescence, never moving past the inherent self-absorption of youth?  Am I on a path to being 70 years old and still shopping at Forever 21? Will the day ever come when I learn how to buy enough food at the grocery store to make it through a week of cooking dinners?

How about you? Do you feel like a “grown-up”?  When did you realize you had passed into adulthood? Did it involve having kids or was it another rite of passage? As always, love reading your comments!

I have a theory about the Seal & Heidi breakup

January 27th, 2012

Is it just me or is every celebrity marriage dissolving in front of our eyes? I mean, Russell Brand and Katy Perry is one thing – not even they can have imagined it would last as long as it did – but now the news that Heidi and Seal are to divorce? It’s just too much.

The interwebs are aflame with disbelief. Not Heidi and Seal! they say. Of all the celebrity couples out there, we thought at least they would last.

Am I the only one who thinks a white scarf runs the risk of making you look like Mumm-Raa from ThunderCats?

This got me thinking.

Why is it everyone was so convinced that Heidi and Seal’s marriage was so goshdarnit perfect? It’s not like any of us could tell how well they communicated, or how well they physically clicked and used intimacy as a glue to hold their relationship together. We don’t know what their respective love languages are, and how fluent each was in the other’s.

I did a quick google of all the blog posts and news items and it turns out that everyone in the entire world who thought they were a solid couple based that belief on one main factor.

They renewed their vows each year in a lavish ceremony.

As far as I’m concerned, there’s definitely a risk that if you do a lot to outwardly show how in love you are and what a great couple you are, it’s either an attempt to mask the fact that you’re a terrible couple, or at the very least it’s an activity that takes your energy and focus away from actually spending time doing the real things that will sustain and improve your marriage. Melissa thinks that the fact I’m making this statement on a blog all about our marriage is hypocritical. But the difference (I think) is that this blog is reflective of the amount of work we put into our marriage. When things aren’t going so well, we share it.

I’ve got nothing against vow renewals. Melissa is desperately trying to convince me that we should have one, as a way to mark the amazing improvements we’ve made in our marriage over the past couple of years. TLHP alum Alisa Bowman and her husband Mark had one because they turned their marriage around from the brink of failure.

But an annual vow renewal has all the power stripped out of it because it becomes a foregone conclusion. Which means you stop thinking about whether you want to renew your vows, and start doing it because that’s what you do. It’s a little like giving medals to all the kids who take part in the race. Sure, it makes it look like everyone’s a winner, but that doesn’t mean you won’t find someone crying under the bleachers before the afternoon is over.

Do you think there’s more to the Heidi and Seal situation than meets the eye? What’s your theory?

My word of the year, and what it has to do with our dog

January 23rd, 2012

As part of our insanely thorough goal-setting process this year, we each came up with a word of the year – something that summarizes how we want to live our lives in the next 12 months. This is an exercise Melissa did for 2011 and it really helped shape the way she approached the year. So, for 2012, I joined in too.

A pup's-eye view of the world

As I walked our dog this evening, it occurred to me that I sometimes approach life the way that Angell approaches his walk. You see, he wolfs down his food as fast as possible so that the walk can get going. And although he can be persnickety about getting his leash on, once it is on, he’s desperate to get out of the door. In the elevator, he waits with his face jammed up against the door, which he helps open with his snout. Outside, he consistently strains at the leash, and if you speed up, he speeds up too, to make sure there’s no slack in the line whatsoever.

Angell is in a rush: to get to the next smell, the next patch of grass, the next disgusting thing he can snarf off the street.

And when we’re done, he’s desperate to get back into the apartment – the same one he couldn’t wait to get out of twenty minutes earlier.

I can be the same. I can spend a lot of time striving to finish one task so I can get onto the other. I’m desperate to achieve and complete so I can find new things to achieve and complete.

So my word for 2012 is savor.

I’m going to savor everything the year brings, because I’m certain it’s going to be a great year, and I don’t want to let any of it slip by unenjoyed. In particular I’m going to savor my marriage, and I’m certainly going to savor all the time we’re going to spend together.

What a skittish cat taught me about relationships

January 17th, 2012

Letting yourself be loved. It sounds like the easiest thing in the world, right?  But it’s not, or so my cat Mini reminded me.

A rare sighting of Mini

Mini has always been an unhappy kitty. She is deeply suspicious of pretty much everything, but especially people. Tom and I have worked hard to draw Mini out of her shell. We’ve sprayed kitty pheremones around the house. We approach her carefully, trying to avoid alarming her in any way. We never yell at her, chase her, or otherwise lead her to believe that we would cause her any harm.

But, despite all evidence to the contrary, Mini remains firmly convinced that we’re plotting against her. She will only approach us when we’re lying in bed, at which point she’ll let us pat her for about 3-4 minutes before getting a wild look in her eyes and running away. Around the house, she slinks around the peripheries of rooms, ensuring she keeps a watchful distance between us. She spends a lot of time hiding under furniture. Sometimes, if she’s in the wrong mood, she becomes convinced that we’re using her dinner to lure her into a trap and won’t come out to eat. When we push her bowl under the couch, she hisses at us.

This Sunday morning I lay in bed with my two other pets snuggled up happily at my side. Mini, meanwhile, crouched in the doorway, alternating between glaring at us and howling. I realized that deep down, she wanted to curl up in bed with us. She really wanted to be loved. But somehow, she had convinced herself that trusting us was a dangerous thing and that love would lead to harm.

Mini has let perception shape her reality. Where our other pets see a chance for a cozy morning nap, she sees a hotbed of hazards. And how often do humans do the same things in their relationships? We assume the worst, we anticipate problems, we fear letting down our guard, we lack trust. And just like for Mini, those negative thoughts manifest themselves as the reality of our relationships.

Letting go of those fears and giving over to love is without a doubt one of the most frightening and vulnerable things you can do. But the rewards are worth it. I hope Mini can figure that out one day, and until then we’ll save a spot in the bed for her.

If you like it then you shoulda put a ring on it: why I love wearing my wedding ring

January 13th, 2012

We tweet a lot. Or, more accurately, Melissa tweets a lot on our behalf.

In need of a polish

Some of the things we tweet garner little attention, but others provoke a lot of response. Like this story about how some football player never takes off his wedding ring, even though leaving it on could be an injury risk. Most responses to our question about whether people wear a ring echoed @kaitlinmaud‘s, who said ” yes. Because I love it (1) and it’s a symbol of the commitment I made to @AJScissorhands & myself & our marriage (2)”.

Last year, Prince William announced that he wouldn’t wear a wedding band because he doesn’t like jewelry, and I felt a little bit sorry for Kate that he wasn’t prepared to get over that for the sake of making an outward show of commitment. I mean, he did allow his wedding to be televised to a worldwide audience of millions, so that’s something…

I never take my wedding band off. When I’m sleeping, showering, working out, washing the dishes, it stays on. It’s always seemed important to me to keep it on, but I’d never really thought about why.

Now, after nearly five years of marriage, I like that there’s a permanent indentation on my ring finger. I like that, even if I took it off because I wanted to obfuscate my marital status, there would still be a mark there. I like that there’s a part of my body paler than my legs, and it stays wonderfully hidden under a quarter inch of white gold.

I like that it’s a little beat up from having been worn while doing manly things with my hands.

Ultimately I like being branded. I like being marked out as someone’s.

And I think that’s because I really like the someone I belong to. If I was a woman, I’d probably feel all sorts of feminist guilt about feeling that, but as I’m a dude I can totally get away with it.

Do you wear your wedding band all the time? Or at all? How do you feel about having an external marker that tells the world what your status is?

What a Scorcese movie taught me about marriage

January 9th, 2012

Over the holidays, we watched Living in the Material World, the Martin Scorcese documentary about George Harrison. It was utterly fascinating and I could write a whole blog about what a compelling, paradoxical, talented and larger-than-life character the “quiet Beatle” was.

For me, the most interesting moment of the documentary came during an interview with George’s wife of 30 years, Olivia Harrison. She made a simple, but brilliant, observation about the secret to staying married for so long:

I’m not one to say that people should stay in a miserable marriage no matter what, or claim that divorce is evil. I support people’s right to call time on their marriage if it’s not working. But I loved what Olivia Harrison had to say about the commitment she made to her marriage, and the rewards she reaped for sticking with it through good times and bad. She was glad, in the end, that she stayed with George even though he wasn’t always the perfect husband. She felt her life, and their marriage, had been enriched by the hardships they endured.

It’s an interesting frame of reference the next time you hit a tough patch in your own marriage. You can look at it as a reason to walk away. But you can also look at it as an opportunity to work through a challenge with your partner. I know that one of the darkest and most troubled periods in my own marriage actually led Tom and I to make incredible discoveries about who we were and what we wanted as a couple. Funnily enough, we wouldn’t be as strong and happy as we are today without enduring a period when we wondered if our marriage would survive.

There are rewards to sticking with it. So take inspiration from knowing that the toughest of times can be the making of your marriage.

A year in marriage with Wills & Kate, Ashton & Demi and (of course) Kim Kardashian

December 28th, 2011

I really hate that this time of year prompts a flurry of retrospectives, endlessly analyzing the 12 months just past.

But if you can’t beat ‘em…

2011 was an interesting year for the institution of marriage.

The obvious highlight was the marriage of the Duke & Duchess of Cambridge (that’s William and Kate to fellow devotees of Lifetime TV movie William & Kate – we’re not going to lie, we watched it, we enjoyed it, and we’ll probably watch this as well) back in April (seriously? April?).

But really, that was all about a wedding, not marriage. Arguably, the biggest marriage story this year was June’s legalization of gay marriage in New York. There hasn’t yet been any domino effect of other states legalizing same-sex marriage, but there is a sense that the conversation, on a national level, has changed. Sadly, the conversation was soured by the actions of people like Rose Marie Belforti, the town clerk of Ledyard, NY, who decided that she could ignore the law change, and discriminate against gay couples while hiding behind her religious beliefs.

On the celebrity front, it was almost all about the old folks. Sir Paul McCartney married Nancy Shevell, erstwhile comedian Robin Williams married Susan Schneider and Gene Simmons and Shannon Tweed tied the knot after cohabiting for some 27 years.

One wedding in southern Italy had a guestlist including Robert DeNiro, Al Pacino, George Lucas, Steven Spielberg, Johnny Depp and Nicolas Cage. And as far as Melissa is concerned, it wasn’t just the wedding of the year, but the wedding of the century, and she gives a big thumbs up to the marriage of Sofia Coppola and Thomas Mars – her favorite director and favorite French electropop frontman respectively.

However, it seems like 2011 was more about celebrity divorce than celebrity marriage. Ashton and Demi, Ryan and ScarJo, Zooey and Ben, J-Lo and Marc Anthony, Arnie and Maria, Ashley and Pete…  all of them filed papers this year, but all of them were overshadowed by the media manatee that was…

Kim and Kris.

But the least said about that, the better.

If the K & K saga made you depressed about famous people’s ability to make good relationship decisions, take heart from Crystal Harris, the 24 year old Playmate who decided in June not to marry 84 year old Hugh Hefner.

But what about 2011 as a year for the Tom & Melissa marriage?

For us, it’s been a great year – maybe even the best year of our marriage so far. We launched our business, made a sweet documentary short and took one step closer to becoming local celebrities. But more than that, this year we’ve improved how we communicate (partly thanks to the Marriage Prep 101 course we took in April), taken charge of our lives and our marriage and generally strengthened and improved our marriage.

I think it’s fair to say that as a result, we’re happier, more confident and looking forward to what 2012 brings.

A Q&A with Lori Lowe, author of ‘First Kiss to Lasting Bliss’

December 7th, 2011

Lori Lowe, author of First Kiss to Lasting Bliss

If you haven’t already stumbled across Lori Lowe, you should definitely check her out. She writes a marriage blog, Marriage Gems, and is now launching her first book, First Kiss to Lasting Bliss: Hope & Inspiration for your Marriage.

The book is out tomorrow – available at Amazon and in various e-reader formats – and each of its twelve chapters is the story of a couple that Lori interviewed, who faced major challenges in their marriage and were able to overcome them. Which is like what we do, only in written rather than visual form. The challenges faced by the couples include near fatal biking accidents, infidelity, drug addiction and much more.

Lori kindly agreed to a Q&A about the book, so without further ado:

In ‘First Kiss to Lasting Bliss’ you (like us) interview other married couples to try to understand the secrets of successful marriage. Why ask real couples rather than experts who study marriage and relationships for a living?

I think real couples who have lived through challenges are the experts. I’m not saying that marital therapists and psychologists don’t add real value—they do. But if you want to know how to do something, it’s very helpful to talk to someone who has done it well. I also think we feel more emotionally bonded with people who have struggled like we all do. Stories are powerful. We all have our story, and we all want a happy ending. I think readers want to connect with others who have found a happy ending.

You spoke with twelve couples, each of whom gave you an overarching lesson about marriage. Aside from each couple’s unique insights, were there any common threads that ran through all of the couples?

Some common threads are that they used the pressures of life to turn toward one another and crystallize their commitment. Some couples early on turned away from one another during painful times, but then realized they had to share feelings and communicate honestly with one another if they were to survive. Another common thread is that many couples had either a strong faith or a strong support network of family/friends to help them. Most importantly, all of them work at their relationships and continue to learn and grow. They don’t take their marriages for granted.

Marriage is a hot topic right now – on one hand we have the struggle for gay marriage, on the other we have throwaway celebrity marriages like Kim Kardashian. What is it about marriage that makes it
such an interesting talking point for people?

We all have a deep desire to love and to be loved. Many of us don’t have great role models for how to make that work. (I’m a child of divorce myself.) It’s sad that people enjoy watching others fail, and clearly not everyone takes marriage  seriously. I guess it’s interesting because we want to be inside other people’s business, but I don’t enjoy that kind of gossip. The subjects in my book were very generous in inviting the reader to learn all their private mistakes—from affairs to  abusing drugs to almost giving up on their spouse. However, they open up only to allow others to learn. Some of them did all the right things, but life didn’t go as planned and illness, violence and other factors caused an upheaval. We really don’t know what the future will hold for us, but I think it helps to consider how you might handle various scenarios.

First Kiss to Lasting Bliss

What’s the biggest thing you learned from your interviews that you’ve successfully applied to your own marriage?

Probably to focus on gratitude and to put daily effort into my relationship.

What’s the biggest challenge you face in your own marriage and how did the process of writing the book affect the way you approach that challenge?

My husband and I both have strong personalities: He’s a perfectionist and I’m sensitive, yet outspoken. In addition, we are human and not always positive rays of sunlight to be around. I have learned that holding even a minor grudge is harmful to my marriage. We work to communicate our feelings fairly, to apologize and to forgive—and then to move on. It helped me to see the effects of negativity and positivity on other marriages so that I could tweak my own.

When we interview couples we always ask for one thing that a successful marriage boils down to. Each couple has given a different answer. What’s your ‘one thing’?

My one piece of advice would be: “Love is a daily decision.” Of course, once you make that decision each day, effort has to be put behind it. Our priorities show in how our time is spent.

 

Thanks to Lori for answering our questions – check out the book on Facebook and pick up your copy tomorrow.

Do you believe in love at first sight?

December 5th, 2011

The most significant moment of my life was seeing Tom for the first time. Wanna hear the story? Ok.

I was recovering from the worst of all my terrible relationships but it was my flatmate’s 25th birthday party (oh, was I ever that young?) and I was ready for a fun night. There I was at the bar, having a drink and surveying the crowd when I saw my flatmate’s boyfriend, Rik, walk in accompanied by some friends including this really cute stranger. The guy was just my type: tall, thin, slightly aloof-looking with some seriously good hair. Our eyes met and I felt this fission between us. About an hour of sidelong glances and half-smiles later, he was finally introduced to me as Tom Dowler (actually, I think Rik called him “The Swayze,” due to his feathery haircut).

Tom bought me a drink, we sat down at a table and that was it. From that moment, we were both on a new and unexpected path. One of my favorite songs about love at first sight is Something Changed by Pulp and it perfectly summarizes the sensation of having one random, unplanned encounter with a person change the whole trajectory of your life.

 

I’ve read a few articles recently about love at first sight, most of them explaining the “real reason” behind it:

  • We experience a feeling of love at first sight because we’re biologically primed to sense genetically compatible mates.
  • Love at first sight is a link to our animal past when we needed to identify and procreate with a partner quickly.
  • When someone is attracted to us, it sparks our own narcissism, which leads to a feeling that we call love at first sight.
  • Love at first sight is no more than lust.

Maybe one of those prosaic, matter-of-fact explanations is true. But I like to believe that there’s something more profound at work. I know Tom, who is the ultimate pragmatist and non-believer in anything mystical, magical or otherwise will cringe when he reads this… but deep down I feel like something led us to each other. Many infinitesimal decisions conspired to make our encounter possible. Maybe it was coincidence, but it felt like kismet. And it changed everything.

So I’m wondering how many of you have experienced love at first sight? Did it lead to a real relationship or did it fizzle out?  Do you believe it’s nothing more than biology or could you be convinced that there’s a little magic at play? As always, I love reading your comments.