As much as I love piña coladas and getting caught in the rain, I’m definitely more of a sun-bathing mojito girl.
It probably goes without saying, but I’ll say it anyway—mojitos are my favorite drink.
I like to make different kinds by adding ingredients (like strawberries in the summer or cranberries in the winter) and switching it up sometimes (such as substituting coconut flavored carbonated water for sparkling water). But no matter what I add or change, I always keep the mint leaves and lime.
You’re probably wondering what this has to do with marriage, and I’m going to keep you wondering.
Kidding! This is why I brought up my love for mojitos:
Before my husband and I got married (we were both 19 when we tied the knot, and you can read my opinions on that here), someone asked me how I was sure I wanted to spend the rest of my life with someone when we had so much growing and changing to do. I simply smiled and sputtered out some mechanical response about how sometimes you just know, but what I really should have said is this.
Life is not static.
Us humans are constantly changing.
Our hopes and dreams shift over time, and our paths are continuously being transformed by things we often have no control over (if you’re also a military spouse, you know this is definitely true). Every day we grow older, and every day we change. The gym makes me stronger, my classes make me smarter, and watching The Office makes me a little more relaxed than I might have been before.
If there’s one thing about our lives that’s constant, it’s change.
No matter how old we get, our lives will always be changing as things are added or switched up every now and then, just like my mojitos.
But I’ve never loved a mojito any less.
To me, it’s that delicious combination of mint and lime that tastes pretty darn great no matter what else I add or change about the cocktail.
And in marriage, it’s that beautiful mix of love and commitment that makes it a wonderful thing, no matter what else has changed in our lives.
One day we’ll have kids, and our life will get kind of crazy. One day we’ll buy a house and settle down in one place. One day my boobs will sag, and my husband’s hair will thin out. However, as long as we choose to keep that love and commitment alive, I have no doubt that we’ll be even more in love when my nipples can touch my knees than we are now.
Sure, we’ll have rough years and hard times—sometimes I add too much ice to my mojito and it tastes watered-down before I can finish drinking it—but just like I still love my mojitos, I will always love my husband…
No matter how much we change.