What It Means to Get Married, Part 4
It means whatever you think it means.

It happened. We’re married.
Two days in, it’s already clear that being married means — in addition to the concrete logistical changes — whatever we think it means in the moment.
When we’re not thinking about the fact that we’re married, it feels like nothing’s changed. We’re the same partners, teammates, and family that we were before.
But when I look over and see the ring on his finger, for now at least, I get butterflies. I haven’t probed into that feeling yet. I’m not too curious about the thought-content nature of those butterflies. For now, I’m just enjoying them.
It rings true to me that this is how anything is in life. When we’re thinking it, we’re feeling it.
Whatever we think, are conscious of, or assign meaning to becomes very real. When the realness no longer serves, a new thought-created reality can and will emerge.
In the case of these newlywed butterflies, I’m having a lot of fun with the thought-created reality of being married. I wonder what other beautiful realities Daniel and I will create together.

