This is a question I get asked quite a lot. The answer is, yes. I am married.
And no, I don’t live with my husband.
It all comes down to doing our relationship our own way.
Let me explain.
Also, my new boyfriend was the brother-in-law of one of my closest friends since high school.
I still remember how shocked she was when I told her I was ‘talking’ with her bro-in-law. My hubby and I had never really moved in the same circles or had each other on social media. He had even been living overseas for about 6 years.
Fast forward to now, my friend and I are now sister-in-laws #GOALS.
These complications did lead to a 4 week separation but as they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder and that’s when we both realised that this relationship was absolutely worth everything to the both of us.
The break was everything we needed to go all in and we decided to elope. Just us, in Byron Bay.
No engagement rings, no flowers, no venue. Just a kick ass celebrant and photographer (I’ll write
more about this in another post).
Marriage though, seriously? BUT YOU DON’T LIVE TOGETHER! I know, I know. We will get there eventually.
What I love about my hubby is that he has always allowed me to make my own decisions – like seriously I could say I’m going to shave my head and he’d be all “no worries babe”. It’s so liberating.
I even recently coloured my hair pink without telling him first and he was cool as a cucumber.
He has supported me through the death of our family matriarch, he’s championed me leaving my finance career and starting my organic skincare range and he’s been my biggest supporter of my co-parenting journey. He’s let me discover who I am as a woman and mother, a business owner, an eco-warrior, and a feminist.
I know he’s my person, and I am his. We just ‘get’ each other even though he is the most simple yet complex person I know.
So people, you don’t need a partner to survive, but when you get a good one who will support you and let you fix your own problems and make your own decisions then hold on to them.