Real life

I'm fascinated by people who have been together or married for over a decade,i applaud them for the patience and the tolerance and the many things that they have had to overcome to get where they are.I ask myself,what does it take to make what they have work.It must get a bit boring sometimes to wake up to the same face,it must be frustrating sometimes to have to put up with the same flaws--but i guess that is what real love looks like..and i guess if people sacrifice so much to encounter the same face over and over and the same boredom  then there must be something worthy of that sacrifice.Maybe real love means loving the imperfections just as much as the perfections--knowing that despite the bad stuff--despite everything-you still adore that special person-you still want to be with that person-and if they died tomorrow you would really get mad at them for leaving you behind-you would want to wake them up and ask them who they expect you  to fight with now that they are gone-so yah,my fairy-tale idea of  what marriage looks like is slowly fading-im accepting that marriage looks like a college student going to college for the first time.there is excitement when you get the news you have been accepted-you first wear your identity with pride-talk about it-but the first year is rough as you try navigate your way into new territory-sometimes you make mistakes that could get you expelled-sometimes you are given a year off to go cool your head and decide if you really want in and are serious about the opportunity-and sometime you meet so many things that could divert your attention from your goal-new sparks-new company and a lot more-like college life you will at times have sleepless nights over unsolved problems--and some will not make it, they will quit along the way--some will start off on a bad note and eventually do quite well-some will make it second time around-but anyway i am no marriage expert-i know nothing-im just taking a  few life  lessons  from Divorce Court and letting  my crazy imagination ask me-why in the world would two people who once could not get enough of each other end up fighting so bad that seeing each other's faces could make them sick to the stomach.