Seven Rules for a Happily Ever After

How amazing that I’m writing my first blog of the year on Valentine ’s Day. It’s almost like being rewarded for procrastination. How amazing that a blog I wrote eight years ago on Valentine’s Day is still one of my favorites (awkward turn of phrase notwithstanding). How amazing that you can travel so far in eight years without ever leaving your warmest spot.

That blog from eight years ago was about being happy that I had finally remembered to forget that it was Valentine’s Day and that my one and only valentine had remembered, despite his ardent belief that V-day is the mother of all Hallmark holidays. Not much has changed. He still believes that (although, maybe not quite as ardently). Oh, and I forgot again. Mostly because it was only six in the morning and I was up reading a romance until two. And he remembered, at six in the morning, when he was up most of the night travelling for work.

What did, however, change over these eight years was that I went from being an occasional blogger with two preschoolers to a bitten in the butt by the get-published bug writer with two adolescents. Translation: I went from being your usual mom struggling with manic overwork to complete mayhem. So, of course it’s a medal-worthy accomplishment that my poor one and only valentine still wants to wish me on V-day. And of course, I wouldn’t be me if I weren’t willing to share the wisdom that fuels this medal-worthy accomplishment. So, on this fourteenth day of February, here are my seven rules for keeping the love when you’re losing your mind …

One. Set aside time. Life is a monstrous time suck. And we’re all going to die. In the crazy race to fit all our living into that space before dying, it’s pretty darned easy to speed past the loving. Don’t. Watch a movie every Friday. Watch John Stewart every night or E! News or The Following, if you’re a bloody sadist. But do something mindless together without multitasking.

Two. Find something in common. And then hold on to it for dear life. Cherish it and nurture it as if it were the last jasmine plant left on the planet. Even if it’s a tiny thing like the same comedian who makes you laugh, or the same political outrage that pisses you off. Between John Stewart and Fox 2 News, we can go from being amused and livid at each other to being amused and livid at something else. And it’s restful.

Three. Find something that’s yours alone. Marriage (or any lifelong commitment) is constant contact with one person. A life that lines up point to point is like trying to run a three-legged race with all four legs tied together. This is why women have girlfriends. This is why writers write (okay, this and because they’re crazy). This is why you encourage your husband to go play poker with his buddies. Get out of each other’s face every once in a while. It’s healthy.

Four. Share your burdens. I tried for years to keep my stresses about my writing to myself, the nail-biting every time a query went out. The heartbreak of the rejections. He isn’t a writer. He won’t understand, I told myself. I was right. He isn’t a writer, but hard as it is for us writers to comprehend, non-writers feel things too. And when we share of our private world, we let our partners in. Plus, when you stuff handfuls of chocolate chips into your mouth while slinking about in the same smelly sweatshirt you’ve worn for five days, at least he knows not to say something stupid. Help him out.

Five. Hold hands. Go even further than that. Grab other body parts every once in a while. And, for heaven’s sake, put your heart in it.

Six. Yell at each other. But not for too long. Even more than the wonderful things you must say to each other, it’s the awful angry shit that can cement you. Not because it tells you how well you chose, but because it tells you what your relationship can withstand. And that’s gold.

Seven. Have crushes on other people. Celebrities are great for this, Romance heroes are fantastic too. But don’t ever be unfaithful. Even more importantly, don’t ever be disloyal.

And with that I leave you to your candy hearts and roses and I wish upon you a valentine who pushes your buttons and rings your bells and lifts you up when not just life but the inevitable, unforgiving hand of gravity drags you down.

13 thoughts on “Seven Rules for a Happily Ever After

  1. Sonali- Loved this. I would like to add a couple more though I know about the rule of seven! Eight: Make time to meet old friends – who knew you both when you were still dating… in their eyes and conversations you will see the love that brought you together. ( See the photo our friends posted on my wall today for instance). Eight: Don’t give up!!

  2. Awesome! I love point Five the most! 😉
    Your 8 year old post is hilarious too! While reading you and manoj mama were literally enacting it in my brain! Love u guys!

  3. Sonali, you are wise beyond your years. Having been married for 46 years — gasp! forever! — we have been through so much together. Scary serious stuff, deadly dull everyday stuff, but we still have Date Nights and still work on our relationship. Joe still says he finds me sexy ;-D And I find him sexy, too!
    Your ‘rules’ are incredible! May you always find each other sexy! Even in the 5 day sweats 😉

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