I read them every week, those stories with pictures and sometimes video clips of newlyweds and their wedding pictures. They're a fun read and the couples are usually interesting, providing a mirror into why we pick the ones we pick (or why we succumb to Cupid's ploy).
Many stories involve complex mishaps, or long runs of dry periods where each or one was uncertain. It's surprising how many people marry for the first time in their forties, but New York is a haven for young professionals who turn into single middle aged professionals, like overnight it seems.
And their stories are rewarding in that the people never give up. For most of them natural childbirth won't happen, but adoption may and this is good. What matters most is the strength that society reaps from these unions. The power of an aligned and loving couple who trust one another enough to make such a lifetime commitment can't be measured. I remember saying when I married that my husband and I were of a second marriage age, but a first marriage couple. He was 45 and I was 33.
Is there a downside to getting married in your mid-forties? Aside from having passed a healthy child-bearing age, I don't see anything but an upside. Keeping the dream alive and making the courageous leap into the solemn promise to one imperfect person just like yourself is an asset to your character. Never give up. There is always someone out there for you, not just anybody, but your destiny.
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