Celebrating marriage

September 24, 2009 | Leave a Comment

In approximately two months, Joseph and I will celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary. We will be taking a group of people to the sunny island of Barbados (where Joseph was born). Of course it will be coupled with a road race. For those of you who know our family we are all about track and field and road races.

To commemorate our 25th, I have written a book entitled The Joy of Being Married… All year long I have been celebrating marriage and have wanted to shout from the rooftops what a joy it is to be married to Joseph. Then I thought what is the best way to let others know about the joy of being married; beside the book is to write this Blog. But I digress. The fire that really motivated me to write this blog was when I was watching MSNBC and a commercial came on advertising a website. I really thought the website had something to do with marriage, but instead it was promoting “having an affair” I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. (Of course I won’t give the name and contibute to providing publicity to this hideous site). I said to myself, that is enough. It is time that someone heard from the other side — from those of us who love their husbands and wives and their marriage — So here I am.

This Blog will from time to time celebrate those of us who have been married ten or more years to the same person. This Blog is not for those people who identify themselves as gay or lesbian. I will have something to say about those people at a later date, but for now for those of us who value their spouse and the sanctity of their vows and their marriage, this is a discussion for you. — Good on you, keep up the good work. Isn’t it great to know that you stuck it out despite all the obstacles and nay sayers? I find in my marriage that the more the years pass the more I love and cherish Joseph. That is due in part to the fact that I am getting to know him more and more each day and I love what I am finding out.

When we first married, I hardly knew as much about him as I know now and all the things that I did know, I can’t say I liked. However back then I was trying to impress him as he was me. But not it is not about impressing; it is more about sustaining and enjoying the ride.

So for those of you who are married for the long haul stay tuned, this is going to be fun.

A History of “Mrs.”

September 14, 2009 | Leave a Comment

This month’s featured project is weddings and in keeping with that I want to talk with you about the history of Mrs.

First let me give a big hand-clap to my second oldest daughter Clarissa for introducing me to Wikipedia. I love Wikipedia it has information about the smallest thing to huge in your face items. I can always find the information that I need on Wikipedia, now whether the information is true and accurate or not, I have not researched, all I know is that it is always available and it sounds right!!

Based on my resources Mrs is an “English honorific” and it is used for married women when no other title is available, like we need more titles. On the surface that sounds very demeaning, however it is not. It is meant to bestow honor, respect, admiration and social superiority. Too bad writing or stating the title Mrs before your name has been reduced to mean “ugh your married!!!” or as a confession for something that you did wrong as in – “when their lips parts, heart racing and thoughts scrambled she utters “Im married”.

I rarely hear, or read women using Mrs before their names anymore. I began using Ms before Joseph and I married. For me it meant, an independent woman. I was college educated, career oriented and independent. Ms seemed a good fit for my lifestyle at the time. Wikipedia says that Ms is used when women don’t want to state their marital status. I never thought of it like that, but now that I am putting some thought to it – I am proud to be Mrs. There is honor in being Mrs – I can state loud and clear “I am Mrs. Lauretta Codrington” there now I said it!!! I feel so free, so light, it is like a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders. Ladies you have to try it, it is such a wonderful feeling. “Huh, what did you say….” “How could I be Mrs. Lauretta Codrington? I am not married to myself you say.” “What do you mean Mrs Lauretta Codrington is not right?” “What is right?” “Mrs. Joseph Codrington?” “But my name is not ‘Joseph’ it is ‘Lauretta’”. Oh I get it… the honor comes from being Mrs. Joseph Codrington, not Mrs. Lauretta Codrington. How silly of me.

Ladies, don’t you just love it when older men call you “Miss”.