Becoming a spouse has made me bi-lingual, but more on that in a minute.
The Summer following my freshman year of high-school I embarked on a 10 day missions trip to Russia. It was life-changing as most missions trips are, especially when you’re a teenager firmly rooted in the middle of American suburbia. The people, the culture and the way we saw the Lord move in the hearts and lives of those precious people forever branded my heart and messed with me in all the best ways.
But one particular challenge from that trip sticks out in my mind like a sore thumb:
I’m a firm believer that the people closest to us should receive the best version of us.
And because you’re an amazing human, I’m sure you agree.
But WHY is that concept so much easier in theory rather than practice? It’s easy to be charming to the Starbucks Barista you may never see again. Maintaining that same level of “love” and charisma for the people that live in your house however, is a different challenge entirely.
Guys, guess what? We are celebrating 16 years of marriage this week! I know, we married at 8, what can I say 😉
In all seriousness, I cannot believe it has gone so fast. It seems like just yesterday we were stressing about very important marriage things like seating charts and the ideal recessional song. (Which BTW was the Rocky theme song, “Gonna Fly Now,” and all kinds of awesome. )
In honor of our anniversary we wanted to share with you our 5 favorite relationship posts.
Some days, it sounds absolutely dreamy to go all “Chip and Joanna” on a project. But if you’ve ever tackled even a minor DIY with your significant other, you know it has the potential to evoke WWIII type of explosions on your relationship. There are so many micro decisions that can compound into one major debacle. Not to mention, you’re trying to appease two very different people with, most likely, very different design aesthetics.
Ie: “Black Leather All-The-Things” vs “I want to live in a modern/rustic/Parisian Glam Farmhouse.”
Do you remember that old nursery rhyme,”Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.” That little children’s song proves one single solitary thing: nursery rhymes are full of lies. 😉
When Megan and I first got married we had our fair share of issues. We knew each other well and dated for almost 5 years, but we soon found out that living together is a whole new ball game. WE were now the adults that had to not only take care of each other, but all the adults things. Shockingly if WE didn’t mow the lawn, shovel the snow, pay the bills or cook the meals it wasn’t going to get done. What is UP with adulting.
We married young and this whole new wave of responsibility pummeled us like a ton of bricks. Not to mention that we started working full time in youth ministry the DAY we got back from our honeymoon. #grace
Have you seen it in the Grocery Store? The Egg Nog has landed! And this yellow creamy holiday beverage is apparently a very big deal in our home, however I didn’t realize quite how big of a deal it was until I tried to inn-o-cently sneak in a lower fat substitute.