I have been with my husband for 23 years. I have been married a long time. I love my husband, I like my husband and I am in love with my husband. The three being quit different things. There is no other person on the planet that can send me through a gambit of emotion. To say we have a passionate marriage is an understatement. I have a very rich marriage. At times it rings me out and every once in while I fantasize about moving into a little place all my own and being alone on the coast. Taking a rest from the work of my marriage.
What I have learned about marriage is getting married isn’t a marriage, it’s a party. Just like being in love with an infant, so that when they are unruly teenagers we won’t kill them, the beginning of a relationship serves the same purpose. Remembering the beginning ; long term marriages seem to have a way of tainting one’s today’s with yesterday’s injuries. Hearing marriage vows keeps it fresh, new and real for me. It also causes me to reflect.
I photograph weddings and the odd thing about being behind my camera is my ears hear everything. I hear every word of their vows. Every word hits me in my gut. Whether the couple being married is taking the the vows that I am hearing seriously, matters not, I am taking them very seriously. My marriage is serious business to me, a whole life, family, trajectory of many lives hang in the balance. Marriage is not for the weak or faint of heart. The longer I am married I come to understand for me marriage is a sacred covenant not a contract. That was the message I took away from this wedding. Even though I already know it on some level, sometimes I forget it. Sometimes I feel like it’s a contract that can be renegotiated or adjusted or absolved.
Shirley, who was there in my early married life and Yoda to me, said “Marriage is made everyday Kim. One day at a time.” I know a little today what that means. I speak for me only, because I am by nature stubborn and a flawed human being, I look at my marriage as my sacred spiritual work. One day at a time, it demands I grow up just a little more that I love a little more, that I change a little more. Thank God I know Love to be a verb, just like faith without works is dead, so is love without right action, because when I want to move to my quiet little cottage on the coast I am shown one more time there is something I must work on and change in myself. At the end of the day I find, it begins and ends with me and it is a lesson I have to keep learning.
Once when I was having a moment where I thought my husband wasn’t taking this marriage work as seriously as I was, I asked him. ” Honey is this a marriage of convenience for you?” He laughed hard and loud, and said with a big smile “There isn’t anything convenient about it.” Now that may sound bad, but I took it as a great sign. He’s working too and he wouldn’t if it didn’t matter to him. We both are in it one day at a time.
Photographing Weddings is good for me and my marriage.












