One of my highschool friends is getting married in a year and a half, and she asked me to be her maid of honour. I've never been to a frikin wedding, I am disorganised as hell, and weirded out that someone so close to me is already um getting married, while I'm not thinking about that at all...so we'll see how it will go. but to be honest she really found her match.
I'd love to get married someday...

i've been married twice already. it sucked both times.

but i'll do it again. i already know i will.

can anyone spot the smart girl in the room?......

My God! What an enourmous pile of cynical immature ****! What in God's name has happened to the 20 something generation? Is this the best your generation can do? Feeling compromised, worrying about diamonds, and thinking everything is a waste and yet still wanting the big party? What is with all this **** that if it doesn't work you can't walk out so don't get married? Also this notion of getting married is a trap, where does that come from? What is wrong with you people? Have you no sense of commitment or propriety?

Marriage is a choice, daily to accept overwhelming odds to be with the person that you wouldn't feel complete without. The vows that some of you have taken, and will take should tell you your obligation to the situation

In sickness and in health
My wife cared for me last year as I battled leukemia,and did so without complaint, even once. I have cared for her as she suffered with chronic migraine syndrome over a two year period. I have held her hair back as she has puked, and she has rubbed my head and back until I have fallen back to sleep when I have suffered bouts of insomnia. We have done this willingly and with full assurance we are acting in a greater interest than just ourselves

For richer or poorer
I have lost jobs, and we have cut back, compromised our standards and have survived. There have been times when the checkbook said $20 and times when it said $20,000. We have rented 800 square feet, and we have owned 3000 square feet. There have been brand new cars, and there have been ten year old used clunkers. Some years we have new clothes, and other we haven't. None of that matters provided I can wake up each day to this person I have sworn my life to.

For better and worse
We have experienced the absolute privilege of being parents. We have experienced the death of our child. We have had many disagreements, and countless reunions. We have been drunk and we have been sober. We have built homes and lived in houses. We have seen the darkest side of each other, and shared the most awesome sunrises. We have seen disease and lived to recover. We have experienced excruciating pain, and the most enraptured joy.

Each morning I wake up, and I make the choice to stay. After 21 years of marriage the ground moves when I stand next to her, I feel amazing peace and contentment when I see her face light up in a crowd just for me. I am calmed by the presence of her company. What I do for myself, I do for her...whether it's an hour per day in the gym, or being away for a week at a time for work, or getting out to play a gig in my band. She has no equal, she is mine and I am hers. Proudly and without hesitation I will wear her ring until I die. I do so willingly.

That my friends is what marriage is.

I am another twenty something. But surprisngly, I am not cynical about marriage nor am I planning a future big wedding in my head. What you described is really why I would like to get married. I see my parents, and to be honest, there are times they fight, there are times one has moved out, lots of things....but most of the time they help each other to help us. They work hard and come home to each other. Spend time on the terrace having a couple of drinks and laughing and talking. They have each other. That is amazing.

Having been divorced twice and never believing it was actually an okay option, I'm too scared to get married. I don't want to give that kind of commitment to someone to have them change their mind and not feel the same way in five years. Or be with someone that I loved but treated me so ****ty as the years went on that I lived in a fake life fog to keep me from blowing my brains out. And I dont mean that lightly. I was so depressed days would go by where I only got out of bed to pee and went right back. And then I got a computer and realized I could live in there where he didn't exist.
I am with someone that I don't think I can live without. We are so wrapped up in each other. And I think I feel all the things you're supposed to feel with "the one". We've been through a lot in the last two years and we live married-ish. He truly takes me as I am. I think he's closer to marriage than I am. But when you have the record that I do.... I mean, who would marry someone twice divorced and have really any hope in it. We don't have kids together which is nice. Both times I married I had already had children with that person, so it had the extra pressure of HAVING to marry them. It's not the case this time. Marrying him would be because I really actually wanted to.

blehman- your story is nice and I hope you let your wife read that, cuz I'm sure it would mean a lot to her. What you're talking about is what I'd like.

As far as planning wedding and such- well girls do that. The wedding is NEVER all that big a deal to a guy, but is quite a big deal to most women. And with two marraiges and no real wedding. I do have the little girl longing for the real deal.