I was married for about 10 years -- ages 25 to 35 -- and am now divorced. I live with my GF of about 4 years, and things are just about perfect. I really wonder whether we want to screw them up by getting married. As it is, I feel like we make sort of a daily commitment to each other to stay together, which keeps that commitment and our relationship in the forefront of consciousness. We've actually talked very little of marriage. The first time it came up was last summer when we drove past a David's Bridal salon. My GF made kind of a snarky comment about marriage, and I was totally shocked. I just assumed she wanted to marry me! It didn't come up again until I couldn't hold it in any longer -- a few months ago. I told her out of the blue how shocked I was last summer at her remark. She explained that every marriage she's ever known (including her parents' and mine with my ex-wife) has been a failure -- that she just doesn't want to sign up for that. I told her that I understood but that I wanted her to at least keep the possibility open. (Neither one of us is really in a position to get married NOW, so it's not an emergency kind of thing.)
I thought I was OK with that, but clearly my subconscious was not. Apparently, I said some things in my sleep a few weeks ago (probably right around April 15) about our filing our tax returns separately. She brought this up later when I was fully awake. And she hinted in kind of a flirty way that she is reconsidering her "moral stance against traditional marriage." But, it was clear that she didn't really want to be pushed on it right then, so I left it alone for the most part.
Basically, it's pretty clear to me that if I really want another marriage that she would be willing. But, strangely, as soon as she said that, I kind of retreated. IDK ... are we going to take this totally special and truly unique relationship and run it through the cogs and wheels of the New York City marriage license bureau? Stand in line behind a bunch of Russian women trying to get their green cards? All in order to get a certificate that tells us (in a pathetically inadequate way) what we already know -- and, like I said, decide for ourselves every day we decide to stay together? Marriage is kind of a singular event. On the other hand, I've woken up and decided that this is the woman I want to be with for the last 1500-ish days in a row. I kind of want to leave well enough alone! I guess my only hang-up is the fact that I don't think I want to be an 80-year-old boyfriend.
Hmmm...