This past weekend- Chuck and I celebrated our 6-month wedding anniversary. And with this milestone, I of course want to document what I've learned thus far and where I'm at six months in.
We had a little bit of a scary incident this weekend that I'm choosing not to divulge. But suffice it to say that Hubby and I were a little shaken up. This incident really caused me to examine the lengths I'm willing to go for my husband and how stinkin' lost I'd be without him. It's an incredibly overwhelming feeling to realize that your identity is so wrapped up in the existence of another soul.
I'm learning what this means. There's a lot of pressure in the first newlywed year to kind of set the tone for the rest of the relationship. Setting rules, boundaries. But knowing when to forgive and let the little things go. I'm trying to do both, and some days it's a struggle, but I feel as though all the effort is going to be foundational in our marriage.
growing in love
I can't recall the context, but I remember reading not too long ago that your wedding day is the least you will ever love your husband in the entirety of your marriage. Truer words have never been spoken. Every day, the love I have for my husband grows exponentially and I'm completely confident that tomorrow morning when I wake up, I'll love my husband even more than I do as I type these words.
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