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i'm sitting at r's large desk (now mine), wearing r's large grandpa sweater (now also mine), from an existential place called "the other side."  he's out with our friend s viewing a huge photography expo, eating dinner and watch an experimental film at the korean american film festival of ny.  i know this because he's called me at every step of the way to ask if this is "ok."  i smiled the first time he called because i felt like his mom...who sometimes i mistake myself for...not because i'm folding his boxers, but because my name is "mrs leazer," a name that was once reserved for his actual mom.

in a sentence, married life has been very good to us.  we are "over the moon," if i am allowed to use a cliche.  if i'm not, then suffice it to say that everyday we have to pinch ourselves and wonder if we're really allowed to be so deliriously happy.  honeymoon year?  i hope not.  because this all seems to "normal" to me.

it's actually been surprising how easily i've adjusted to being married.  particularly in day in age when people like to live together to test their compatibility, we feel particularly boastful of God's omniscience in knowing that two people really can be meant for each other without taking matters into our own hands.  our friend e wrote us the sweetest card where, to loosely quote her, she mused: "i often wondered why you didn't get married sooner.  you were like two puzzle pieces that fit together and didn't make much sense on your own."  we loved that line.

things have really made sense, and just as we predicted, a lot of the pre-marriage stress we had has been greatly reduced by the simple fact that we can inhabit the same space.  no more trips on the G(host) train.  no more sucking the marrow out of the brief hour or two we had by the time R got to my place after work and ate dinner.  last night, we stayed up till midnight just talking about things that made us laugh. and made us sad.

but i've slipped into this role of wife quite easily.  i always wondered how i'd conjure up the energy to cook everyday after work, but now i find myself rushing home to cook up a yummy meal - cookbook and all.  being married to r has actually made me more of a korean wife than i could have ever guessed i would be (see maangchi.com)  the other night, he seriously said i had cooked him the best meal i've ever cooked him, and i was quite incredulous because it was just chili and cornbread...oh yeah, with meringues for dessert (but that was just so i could test the mixer!).

i think r is enjoying the adjustment period a lot more than i...not that i'm not...i just got used to him very quickly.  but every time he sees me from the kitchen, he whistles at me.  the other day, i was cutting my toenails in the bathroom, and he whistled.  i said, "i'm just cutting my toenails!" and he came over and said, "yeah, but it's the mundane things that i enjoy with you."  swoon.  i think that's why i can get used to being married!

i get a lot of stupid cynical comments from people i don't know well who say things like, "you're still married?" or "wait till the honeymoon year is over."  aside from wanting to kick their butts, i just hope that they'll get to experience how awesome two in one can be.  God really knew what He was doing when he made that...and i wonder how much more awesome it is with Him being THREE in one.  now there's a party!

i hope i haven't come off too swoony or preachy, but the question people have asked me the most is "so how's married life?"  when i only have a minute, i honestly tell them, "it's GREAT!" but it goes so much deeper than that.  it feels right, good and all-around dreamy.  here's to many many more years, r!  i you.