This month, I'm highlighting my amazingly talented sponsors with their own guest posts. Today's comes from the gorgeous Elisabeth.
In Defense Of Short Courtships
Hi - So I'm Elisabeth, and I blog over at La Vita e Bella.
A little bit about me:
1. I love icecream, my husband, and the color blue.
2. I detest running long distances, lose-lose situations, and not being able to fall asleep at night.
3. I could spend my whole life dancing, eating, and traveling and be perfectly happy.
Ben and I met on December 6, 2010
we were engaged May 6, 2011
and we were married August 6, 2011.
It all happened a bit fast. The speed of it would scare me a little, until I remembered what it felt like to be with him; when I’d known him a week it felt like six months. When we’d been dating a month it felt like two years, and by the time we were married, I couldn’t remember life without Ben at all.
Prior to Ben I was a firm believer in dating someone for a long time. I was okay with short engagements (because I figured once you knew, you knew, and you might as well get married), but I was determined to date someone for at least a year, and see them in every season.
Well you see, the problem was that Ben simply swept me off my feet. Our first date was decorating gingerbread houses, our second, a holiday concert in an art museum. The first few months were filled with ice-cream, rock climbing, late night conversations, lots of cuddling, wide-eyed phone calls home, perpetual smiles, and “I love you”s.
I’m so glad I chose to get married at age 20.
Now, I’m not saying all you single people under the age of 22 go up and marry the first boy you meet, but if your knight in shining armor rides by on a white horse, don’t be too scared to let him sweep you off your feet.
Beautifully written, Elisabeth. Love all of her gorgeous pics. Mine and Camaron's courtship was pretty similar. What do you think of short courtships?