"For many people, regardless of sexual orientation, a wedding is no longer the first step into adulthood that it once was, but, often, the last. It is a celebration of all that two people have already done, unlike a traditional wedding, which was a celebration of what a couple would do in the future.
Consistent with this shift in meaning, different-sex couples, like the many of the same-sex couples who have married recently, are starting their marriages later in their lives. According to the Census Bureau, the median age at first marriage—the age at which half of all marriages occur—was 27.4 for women and 29.5 for men in 2017. That’s higher than at any time since the Census began keeping records in 1890."
22 fresh out of the war 1974 second marriage for both of us 1993 blending families all 4 of my relationships were 8 years each @ 66 my love should last 5 decades but being single 1981 1991 2002 and 2013 was painful longing for shared living with tender joy
I was 29, he was 40. I guess I was late to the game, but I've often thought it was good that I had time to focus only on myself before committing to being a couple. I think the trend in the article is a positive one.
I've lived through many of the same-sex marriage reasons via my brother. We fought so long for same sex marriage but there was a point where his attitude was,"Fuck it. We don't need their damn license to make us a couple." However, he proposed at a family dinner, and they married on the 25th anniversary of their partnership (so both over 50). I suspect that the vast majority of couples at the wedding had not been together nearly that long.
I was first married at age 18. She was 19. It was 1981. We had been sexually active for about a year, and on my 18th birthday went camping. My father sternly warned us to be careful, assuming we would be engaging in sexual activity at the campsite. Doing it at home was one thing. Doing it in a public area was quite another. He was concerned because the news in Wisconsin included the story of an unmarried couple in the Sheboygan area who were caught having sex and arrested for it. It was technically illegal in Wisconsin at the time for an unwed couple to have sex, but the law was not generally enforced. I don't remember why they dropped the hammer on this couple.
Anyway, my girlfriend got pregnant with my daughter. Wanting to do the right thing, I married her that summer. We had a second child, my son, a couple of years later, but by that time the marriage was already in serious trouble. She would go back to Pennsylvania for months on end to be with her family, typically at the behest of her mother, who hated me and seemed to blame me for getting her daughter pregnant. Whenever she went to "visit" her family, I was never sure whether or not she would return. Married, to a woman who is half ghost, with two kids that I barely know because they're spending so much time in Pennsylvania.
I finally called bullshit on the whole thing and filed for divorce. 5 1/2 years after my first marriage, my first divorce was final. I figured divorce would at least result in a court order that would let me see my kids, but it didn't exactly work out that way. Although I always kept up with my court ordered child support, she never lived up to her end of the visitation order, so I still didn't get to see my kids very much.
I was 31 but only got married so that we could legally live together. We were living in Dubai, U.A.E. at the time. Dubai can be quite strict when they can be bothered. We didn't want to get into any trouble with the police for being unmarried and living together. If we were living anywhere else where it wasn't such a big deal, I doubt we would've ever married. We are separated now...lol...
after years of abuse on the part of my father i just had to get away. at the time the legal age was 21 in germany, whereas i had just turned 18. so a friend (not lover yet) offered to marry me, for which we decided to travel to the famous blacksmith in gretna green at the scottish border. hitchhiking our way up north we were told, while getting our clothes seen to at a launderette in nottinghamshire, that this option doesn't exist anymore. so we registered right there & then & were wed in newark on trent. the marriage lasted 3 years. ... as did the second, which i also entered into for legal reasons.
the idea of getting a marriage certificate for love never appealed to me, especially as having children wasn't an option i ever considered.