A friend of mine carried his bride across the threshold when they got married. Once he put her down and they got their stuff in from the car, he asked casually, “What’s for dinner?” She sat on the stairs and cried: That’s when it hit her that the day-to-day grind of marriage was upon her. I suspect they would still be married if not for one seriously bad life-changing decision she made 20 or so years into the marriage.
A friend of mine carried his bride across the threshold when they got married. Once he put her down and they got their stuff in from the car, he asked casually, “What’s for dinner?” She sat on the stairs and cried: That’s when it hit her that the day-to-day grind of marriage was upon her. I suspect they would still be married if not for one seriously bad life-changing decision she made 20 or so years into the marriage.