I got married! December 13th was one of the greatest days of my life. I married my best friend and with it, gained a whole new life on that day. Marriage has been a continuous blessing... and I mean that in the good and the bad. Blessings come in all shapes and sizes and I received a skinny, dark bearded, clean-freak blessing!
We whisked off to our honeymoon, where we had the most romantic, intimate, permanent start to our marriage. I wouldn't trade our honeymoon for the world. To finally be with my man, in a way that only he and I share, was the epitome of perfection. The all-inclusive resort with 5 star restaurants, spas, pools, and service wasn't that bad either. It was pure bliss. It was this slice of heaven that I wish I could do over and over again.
(see the joy?)Then we came home.
Don't get me wrong, marriage has been fun; but, with that fun has come challenges. Life quickly stepped in on returning from our honeymoon and our eyes were a little more opened as to what this new journey entailed.
I am a pretty normal person when it comes to cleaning, picking up, etc. My husband... is the opposite. I've never seen OCD in one person as much as him (except my father-in-law). So learning to live together in this tiny apartment was a big challenge. Dirty dishes, chore responsibilities, laundry, cooking, taking the trash out... all things we had to sync up about, but found it frustrating. To say our first month of marriage was all bliss would be a lie.
Hear this, though, our young/one-month old marriage was fun. Some nights were frustrating and ended in quarrels, but mostly it was a new adventure of playing "house" with this man I love. As the months continued, we fought through many challenges and learned and grew.
It is July of 2015 and we have been married for 7 months. I love my husband with all that I am. He recently went on a climbing trip in California and I was left alone in Bloomington. I spent the whole week beforehand really excited to finally have a weekend of space and relaxation without having to worry about cleaning up, cooking, and giving effort in my living space. The moment I realized he was really gone for the whole weekend, though, was the moment it finally hit me that I was going to miss my husband. He was my permanent partner. It was like this strange realization washed over me that you would expect would happen on your wedding day. I have this man that I had chosen to live with for the rest of my life... through thick and thin, for better or worse, in sickness in health, with dirty dishes and OCD, with finance troubles and fun purchases... he was the man I chose to do all of this with. I have never loved my husband more than when he left for his trip.
I only expect my love for him will continue to grow through the years. People say the first year of marriage is the toughest. I'm glad to have 7 months under our belts because, in all honesty, it has been tough. I've moved to a new city, I don't have a permanent job yet, I miss my family, and I sometimes fight with this man I share a home with. Many tears have been shed in the last 7 months and I expect thousands more will be shed in the years to come. Marriage is tough... really tough. I've only been through a half year of marriage and I can claim it's tough.
However, I wouldn't give up being married to this man for anything. We are not perfect people and I have to remember that daily. We frustrate each other, we make each other angry, we hurt each other with our words and actions, we fight, but we also laugh hard, share moments, have fun, and live through this adventure called life together.
No one ever said marriage is easy. I was under the impression it would be a lot of fun and it has been fun, but it is WORK. I am happy to be on the other side of working out the kinks of those first few months. We have a pattern for going to bed, doing dishes, taking the dog out, spending money, and much more now. Those little knots have been kneaded and I'm relaxing into a more blissful second half of the year, hopefully.
I love my husband and I will never stop choosing him. I will never stop loving him, working with him, partnering with him, teaming with him, and growing with him. In the years to come, I hope we have an abundantly blessed marriage. So, here's to love!
Our next fun thing will be this house we are closing on next week... we'll see how that adventure begins :)
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