My husband and I got married in our early 30s.
By then, we knew who we were, what we wanted out of life, and how to communicate it. As such, our marriage started out blissfully happy and it has only gotten better as time went by.
Time did go by. This week, we are celebrating our ninth anniversary.
One of our wedding pictures, in the doorway of the stone church where we got married
We have had some challenges along the way, of course. We are people, faulty and broken, surrounded by other people, faulty and broken. But, through the challenges, our love for each other has only gotten deeper and richer.
We remodeled a home and had great fun with it.
We had babies and discovered parental love. We learned about exhaustion and how a toothless grin can wipe it away.
While our children were in diapers, the Great Recession happened. What does not kill you only makes you stronger.
We got stronger.
We buried my father-in-law.
We took our first camping trip as a family of four.
Every day I thank God for a good husband. He is laid back, relaxed, and funny. He has a Southern accent which I cannot hear anymore. He loves Jesus.
How is that husband and wife thing working out for you? Are you still feeling the wonder of having found Mr. Right? Or is it all a bitter farce?
No matter where you are between these two extremes, you can make it better. Books, counseling, and heartfelt communication can help.
Get help. It’s available, sometimes for free. You just have to want it.
