One Year.

Today is our one year anniversary. One year of being married, learning how to live together, learning how to become one. It’s amazing, really, to love and be loved by someone. Our first year of marriage has been hard. We've argued a lot, kissed a lot, and I gave him the silent treatment a lot. I slammed a few doors and cried somewhat regularly.  There were people who told us we weren’t ready to get married at the ripe ages of 18 and 19 but we knew that nobody is ever really ready to get married. They may think they are..but when is a human ever truly prepared for putting another human first? I'd have to say the most shocking thing for me in marriage has been how well he knows me. He knows more about me than I even know about me. He knows all my flaws, my scars, my weaknesses and somehow he still loves me...still accepts me. This is so hard for me to understand sometimes. How can someone love me so much when they know everything that is wrong with me? How hes still married to me is way beyond me. Its incredibly humbling. He shows me Christs love constantly and it leaves me amazed. I don't deserve him. 


We've been together a little over two years and married for a year. Being with him has been a journey; a ride of a lifetime. I can't wait to see where we are in the next 5 years.  I am so grateful for my husband everyday and am blessed by his example.  The Lord is shaping me into the person He wants me to be…and I’m thankful that He uses marriage as a way to do so. 

happy anniversary my love!

the way he loves me

growing up i always had this dream that i'd be the good wife all the time; i'd always cook tasty dishes, stay on top of the laundry and dishes, and i'd always have a smile on my face. I've been married for a few months, and i'm no where near the wife that i thought i'd be. I'm far from being the "good" wife. There have been nights when something i cooked tasted awful, or nights that i didn't even cook. There are days when i just stare at the pile of laundry lying on the bed, or the dishes scream from the sink to be washed. There have also been days when i have done nothing but cry...and cry..and smiles were no where to be seen. Many times since getting married I've failed in my book as being a good wife...and yet my husband still loves me. He loves me when the food i cook doesn't turn out and is awful, when the laundry is still in the same place it was when he left for work and he still loves me when i'm not all smiles. i don't know how he does it, but i can say i'm beyond thankful to have him always there...always loving me. He doesn't give up on me, he doesn't loose his temper or raise his voice, he just loves me. And i'm amazed (and beyond thankful) for that.

8 o'clock tuesday night

Right now, it's 8:00 on Tuesday night. The weather outside is screaming fall (with a little winter thrown in!) and I'm sitting here with a cup of peppermint tea, chilling on the couch with the hubby watching t.v. while the puppy chews contently on her bone. Evenings like this are my favorite. Its just us : him + me. I love us. I love spending time with him...just being with him. He's my favorite person in the world and i love spending every single moment i possibly can with him.