While we were engaged, everyone consistently told Scotty and me how hard marriage is. You have to learn to live with another person, work with his bad habits, share a bed, share responsibilities, and the like. I walked in to marriage expecting a drastic change in my life. I was prepared for the rocky road (not ice cream) I was promised, but so far the rockiest road we’ve hit was when we had Nicklaus, and we suddenly had to be responsible for a third party. Up until then, marriage was a breeze, and now it’s still relatively easy.

 

Maybe there’s something I’m missing, or maybe I’m just lucky to have such an agreeable husband who puts up with all my crap. Maybe the hard times are in our future, but for now, we plan to be continuously happy together. We plan to stay together forever.

 

My dad always told me to make sure that the man I marry is my best friend. When I bought Scotty’s wedding ring, I had Forever My Friend inscribed on the inside. Scotty is and always will be my best friend. My true love. My husband.