Today my brand new wife and I went to our new ward for the first time. It's the BYU fifth ward, for young married couples. It was an experience that I won't forget because it was such a strange experience. This was much a much different experience than I've had in the single's ward I've been attending for the past year and a half. We walked into the chapel and sat down and looked around and realized that every man was attached to woman and every woman was attached to a man. You see, I had gotten used to the ward being the place to check out all the new ward girls, go to ward 'stare' and get a few phone numbers, and basically just do my own thing. It was weird to think that every person in that building today was taken, including me. I kept looking at everyone's left ring fingers and seeing that every one of them had a ring on it.
Much different from the family wards I'm used to attending, it seemed like I saw dozens of new born babies, all under one year old, being held and fed and rocked and shushed by mothers and fathers, that is, mothers and fathers not all that much older than us. Again, I'm more used BEING the fussy child in the third row, not FEEDING that fussy child.
I felt intimidated at first when I realized that we were probably the couple who have been married the least amount of time out of everyone in that chapel. Every one else was probably ahead of me in school and much more experienced in married life. The teacher in our Sunday school class talked about how we can strengthen our marriage and it was weird to think that it really applied to me.
So what, you think all that scares me? I'm not scared. I'm just nervous, that's all. Marriage is a big thing and I want to start of right and do everything right and develop good habits and all that jazz. It's a stressful time. I don't know where I'm going with this. Luckily, this is my free write so I don't really have to go anywhere with it.
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