Twelve years ago today, I met a boy. Before long, he made me a wife and a momma. We were just babies back then!
We had no idea how incredibly hard life would be—how we’d lay his mom to rest after her battle with cancer, how many funerals we’d attend, how many bills would come, or even how many cars we’d go through in such a short span of time. (Lesson learned: buy quality and treat your vehicles well.)
We didn’t anticipate watching friends get married, have kids, and then divorce. We didn’t know heartache like that even existed yet.
And honestly? I didn’t know a thing about commitment, faithfulness, or how to manage a home.
But This Man…
He stood by my side for the last 12 years, teaching me some things, and patiently waiting while I learned the rest.
He knows he’s not the easiest to live with, and I admire that humbleness about him. He is a routine guy through and through, which is 100% opposite from me. Yet somehow, we balance each other.
I often say that my life didn’t really begin until I met him.
What Love Really Looks Like
Now I know: life and love are a balancing act. You give your all, and with your love by your side, you brace yourself for whatever comes next.
Through struggles and successes, I’ve learned this: if I can’t handle something, he probably can. And when he can’t, I usually can.
That’s the beauty of marriage. Praise God for designing us to be together. We were meant to be a team.
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