by Peter McFadden
When I was young, I viewed my future wedding day as the graduation day of life. Growing up was going to be hard work. I had years of homework to complete before I could graduate from elementary school, then high school, and finally college. Then I would find a job that would launch my career. With job in hand, I would be ready for marriage. All I would need to do is find the right girl. Our wedding day would be the capstone of my life. My wife and I would then set out on what I thought was the purpose of marriage: cruising through life together. Then, I got married.
Our wedding day was a great day. I fully expected it was only the beginning of the good times we would share—but I also expected us to sail through life together. I had married the right person; we were good people. What could go wrong?
Not Measuring Up
