When I came home from my mission, I only half jokingly asserted that I would be married or excommunicated within a year. [snort!] And in fact I was–I got married just two weeks shy of my 22nd birthday, when I was still 21. It’s not like it was hard or anything. BYU is a big ponzi scheme set up for just this sort of matrimonial action. Getting married there was like falling off a log; if we still practiced polygamy, I could have gotten married ten times over before my senior year.
To be quite honest, at the time I never gave this common practice a second thought. Everyone did it; it was normal within my social circle. I went through law school with not only a wife but a child, which made me a very odd duck in that context, but even then I didn’t give it a second thought.
Although I’m happy with the way things worked out for me, now that I”m older I sometimes look back and wonder “What was I thinking?” My children (neither active in the Church) are in their mid-20s (one turning 28 this fall, the other turning 23), and neither is anywhere close to getting married (or wanting to), and I frankly cannot even fathom them getting married at so young an age. But in a couple of months my daughter will be seven years older than I was when I got married!
Actually, to be honest I know what I was thinking. I had hormones popping out of my ears, and I was a good Mormon boy for whom sex outside of marriage was not an option. As long as that is our standard, we will continue to have a culture of quick and early marriages.
What do you think about this? Good thing, bad thing, neutral? What war stories do you have to share on this subject?