I’ve been thinking about marriage lately and how it’s changed. What struck me in reading over the many transcripts of interviews for “Not Quite Adults” was how few young people followed the path of Steve and Julie below–and what that means, in the end, for the meaning of marriage in today’s world.
Julie and Steve had their first date as juniors in high school in St. Paul, Minnesota. For Julie, Steve was a nice escape from her home life. Julie’s parents were drinkers and they struggled financially for most of Julie’s younger years. Yet despite this difficult home life, Julie was a good student in high school, a cheerleader, with many friends who excelled as well. When it came time to graduate, her friends all went off to elite four-year colleges, but Julie was cowed by the tuition.
“I guess I always thought there was some magic college money that was waiting for me,” she said. When the money failed to materialize, she abandoned her plans for college and took a job in retail. “It wasn’t like I was going to Harvard or anything,” she said, “so it wasn’t a big deal.”
Steve was also at loose ends. He was living at home after high school without a job or any direction when his mother, worried he was drifting without direction and thinking he needed a little tough love, gave him an ultimatum: start paying $100 in rent or move out. Instead, he joined the Navy. Three months later, he and Julie were engaged.
“We just kind of missed each other,” said Julie. “So we decided to get married because then we could be together.” They were both 20.
The two moved to a Navy base in Georgia, Julie took a part-time job, and they bought a house together.
“I don’t know how we did it, me working a job for $5 an hour and he was making nothing in the Navy. They pay you so low. But we did. We built it ourselves.”
Within a year, they had a son, Nicholas. Steve shipped out three weeks after Nicholas was born. “It was so hard,” Julie says. “My sister took time off from college and came and stayed with me cause I wouldn’t have been able to do it. I had mastitis. I was sick. I couldn’t get out of bed. Nicholas didn’t sleep. There’s no way you can do it by yourself.”
But she survived, and adapted. With Steve out to sea for three-month stretches, Julie ran the house like a tight ship. “We basically lived on just his salary, which wasn’t much. But I didn’t have to work because of the way I ran things around the house. I could save a lot of money here and there.”
Eventually, she would return to work so they could enroll Nicholas in preschool. She worked first at Dairy Queen and then at Taco Bell for three months. “I have nightmares about Taco Bell,” she laughed. She moved on to Wal-Mart where she earned $5.25 an hour. Tired of retail, she enrolled in school part-time at a local community college, and would later manage to get a four-year degree.
When we interviewed them, they had been married for 10 years, and her husband has been in the Navy the entire time. Theirs is a “traditional” marriage in many respects. For many years he earned the salary, and she took care of the home.
“I still have most of the work,” she said. “Even when I was working, with Nicholas around and going to school I still had to, you know, do all the household chores, except for dishes. …It didn’t bother me so much then, but I’m takin’ all these sociology classes, and now I know, you know, I’m gettin’ screwed,” she laughed. “But he does more around the house than my dad does.”
Steve was about to end his service, and Julie had moved back to Minnesota, where they intended to live, while he finished up his duties in Georgia. She was living with her parents and working at a doctor’s office, making good money for the first time in her life.
“It’s not rewarding,” she says of the job, “but I’m very busy. And so I really don’t have time to think about it.” Although not rewarding, she likes the good pay and benefits, with room to move up into billing. “I’m almost up to the living wage. Right now I make enough to make a decent house payment. And Steve could just pay for the car payment, or everything else with what he makes, you know? So I, I mean it makes me actually feel like I’m worth something economically now.”
Although she was feeling more secure about life, her marriage was going through a difficult stretch. Steve was nervous about leaving the Navy, afraid no one would hire him on the outside. In the meantime, he was spending wildly while they were separated.
“Six months ago, he was a good dad,” Julie said. “He was a good provider, financially responsible. He was dependable I guess. Now, he goes and plays pool every night. Out ‘til three a.m. And yes, I am worried about it because he’s spending money left and right.”
Julie was also worried about the transition Steve was to make to civilian life and to life back in Minnesota with her and Nicholas. He had reverted to his bachelor ways, and just might be second-guessing their decision to marry so early. Julie, too, seemed, conflicted. On the one hand, she was excited about the prospect of finally having a “normal” family life outside the Navy’s demands and with a little money in their pockets. “I think I’ll be one of those moms that drives her kids to practice, and picks ‘em up from school, and goes to work, comes home. And that we’re gonna take vacations and go places, and do things. Just a normal life finally.”
On the other hand, she was also realizing that she had never known anyone but Steve, and now that she could stand on her own two feet should she need to, she had gained a little confidence, and perhaps curiosity, about her future.
“If I wanted to, you know like, get divorced and live on my own, I’d be able to do it,” she said, almost in passing before quickly changing the subject.
I related to Julie on some level. I was married early, at age 24 (our marriage was much easier than hers, however). But the parallel I saw was that my husband and I built our lives together, getting jobs, moving together to a new city, adding a master’s degree, switching careers, buying a house–all those “adult” things you’re supposed to do. Like Julie and Steve, we muddled through and figured things out together.
But as I continued reading and talking with other young adults, I came to realize that this path is about as common as an honest politician in Chicago. I knew that people were delaying marriage much longer in life–a lot longer. But for some reason, it never dawned on me that with the delay meant another big change. You no longer built your life together as a couple. Instead, young people do all their building as individuals, on their own, and then as a capstone to a job well done, they get married. They’re more like John and his girlfriend Renee.
John, now 29, met his current girlfriend when he was 19. They worked side by side at the local Dairy Queen, although at the time both were in different relationships. The job exposed their warts as well as their good qualities.
“Working together so close you really got to know each other really well, before even dating, which was really nice,” he said. In his mind, the success of their relationship stems largely from the fact that they were friends first and they were able to “build our relationship off that.” They have been officially dating for five years now, and although they do plan to marry in the future, neither is in a huge rush.
Unlike Steve and Julie, John and Renee were becoming their own persons, developing their own lives as singles, not as a couple. They’d both finished master’s degrees. John was moving up in the ranks of his job, and had just bought a house. Renee had her own condo and a job as well. It’s his and hers hand towels without the joint bathroom. They were clearly quite close, and he talked freely about their relationship in ways his father never would have.
“There’s nothing I can’t say to her,” he said. “So, you know, you are truly each other’s best friend. You mean the most to each other. And that’s what I like the best. I’m not depending on my brother to be my best friend, or my friend from high school to be my best friend. I know that the person I’m with will always be my best friend. And that’s, I think, what should mean most in any relationship.”
He is not alone. Nine in ten singles in the National Marriage Project’s annual survey agree that “when you marry you want your spouse to be your soul mate, first and foremost.”
But, this quest for a best friend, and getting one’s personal ducks in a row–buying the condo, getting the degree, settling into a career–often means that the twenties are spent searching and assessing, and the march down the aisle slows to a crawl. It gets more complicated to boot because the gender roles are all up for grabs. While we like to think of ourselves as way beyond any confusion over these roles, I don’t think we’re there yet.
In many respects, this is the first generation to live fully under a set of “new rules” of family life. Sure the Boomers started the ball rolling, but those who lived together or bought their own homes first or wanted to be well into a settled career first were still outliers, not the norm. But now, for the first time, these patterns dominate, and there’s a lot of choices along the way, with no guidebook to carry along on the trip.
So the question arises: Are young adults overwhelmed by the number of options? Or as my friend Maria Kefalas put it so succinctly: overwhelmed by choices and unburdened by social expectations. It’s a good question. I’d love to hear what people think.
One thing we do know, however. While the choices may overwhelm, getting married before age 25 is a fast-track to divorce today. The divorce rates for those who marry before age 25 are much higher than those who wait. It’s not hard to see why.
Or as Julie said, “It makes things a lot easier if you do it the ‘normal’ way. I wish I had done that. I wish I had gone to school first. And then got a job, and then got married, and then had kids. It just makes everything so much easier. You don’t have to tune out Sponge Bob while you’re doing homework. You don’t have to find babysitters. You can pay things off in order. You start off with no bills making lots of money. That starts you off in a very different place in life.”
Note she said “the normal way.” The path she described has indeed become the new normal in a very short time, and with that relatively fast change comes confusion and carving new options, with a lot of different choices along the way, options that can be at once exhilarating and confusing.