I love my marriage and I love my husband. But sometimes it takes real work to like him.
We're both Catholic, right? But hey, that doesn't mean the "D" word hasn't unfortunately come up in a select few incredibly heated arguments.
I am not here to give advice, because hey, I've only been married just shy of a year. I have been with my husband for 4.5 years... but that still doesn't really give me the position to solicit advice.
If you want some, I can give you the best advice I've ever received:
Love is a choice,
not a feeling.
You see, my husband and I both have personalities that clash: we're both stubborn and we're both leaders. So, we often have a power struggle. As the woman, I know I need to let him be the man, but I've been so great at being independent, it's definitely hard "giving" that up. But the funny thing is, we can talk about grown up adult issues without any problems, like we are a team. I guess it's just an adjustment. And you know what? We're learning. Things aren't perfect, but at the end of the day he is my very best friend. He is a major support system beyond what I ever could have imagined. Things are getting better with us as we're learning the ebbs and flows of just living with another human being. Will we not fight? No. We are in the baby stages of our marriage and we have a lot of good and bad ahead of us. Will we stand the test of time? Only God knows. But it's not over until the fat lady sings.
Why am I airing a little dirty laundry? Because a blogger friend of mine is going through a divorce and she inspired me to share the real truth about marriage. She's in the process of starting a new blog and starting over. If you'd love to help out by donating some ad space, I'd love to surprise her with a little welcome back to the blog world package! Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org !