me + you 2gether 4ever

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April 9, 2012 by Heather

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about relationships – how they begin, how they sometimes end, what makes them work or not work, how they always have ups and downs and in betweens, how they grow and mature, and how they take time and dedication if you want them to really be something.

Marriage is a funny thing.  It really is.  It is hard, even if you are with the exact person you are supposed to be with.  It requires so much of each person in order for it to work properly.  Patience, Unconditional Love, Trust, Forgiveness, and copious amounts of Grace – just to name a few.  A sense of humor is also pretty crucial, in my opinion.  A good selection of relationship books never hurt anything either.  Oh, and prayer.  Lots and lots of prayer.

Andrew and I had a conversation this weekend about when we first met and how we started dating.  It’s so funny to look back on and talk about what we were both feeling at the time.  Oh me.  I’ve been thinking about it ever since.

I’ve tossed around the idea of doing a little blog series about the beginnings of marriage, namely the one I am a part of.  Because it is just so hilarious and so NOT how either of us thought it would be… and I feel like other people have experienced the same thing.  And if you haven’t, get ready.  It’s not like the movies, and I’ll just leave it at that.  For now.

The only thing holding me back from putting it all out there is the obvious intimate part that comes with a new marriage.  But even that is just so funny.  Maybe someday I’ll write a book about it.  I don’t know if it’s blog appropriate.  Andrew might kill me.  Even though I really think I could write about it in a very generalized way….. Hmm.  Nah, Andrew would still kill me.  Some things should remain sacred.

Back to my relationship thoughts.  Isn’t it so neat how certain relationships in our lives can run so deep that they just seem to blossom and re-blossom year after year?  I remember people telling me that marriage really does get better with each passing day.  I would think, “Psh, yeah, ok.”  But now I find myself saying and thinking the same thing.  How does that happen?  How can two incredibly flawed and selfish people do that?  Next month we will celebrate four years of marriage, and in the big scheme of things, that is such a short amount of time.  But already when I look back on it all I can see is this beautiful, intricately woven thing that is full of such richness and joy.  I can only imagine what it will be like when we are old and gray and look like each other.  Because all old married couples look alike, and you know it.

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Dear Andrew,

I’m sorry I write about you so much on here.  It’s just that, well, I like you so much and I think you’re the tops, kid.  Do people still use that phrase?  I know you are a much more private person than I am, so I know how it must pain you to see your life played out on a blog written by your wife who has no filter, apparently.

I still facebook stalk you, by the way.  I look at pictures of you on there and think, “Dang, that boy is fine,” before I remember that we are in fact married and that I am carrying your child.  Weird. 

We’ve come a long way, and man has it been fun.  Let’s see where this goes, shall we?  I think we have a good thing goin’.

Love,

Your Permanent Girlfriend

That hair, circa 2006.

Nice form, honey.

Back before we dated and I was new to stalking you, I saw this photo on facebook and thought, "What great father-potential he has. And also a very nice chest."

Ahh, young love.

This happened.

We made the decision to start a family. Our first born, December.

Our middle child, Mayfield.

We ran a really long way. You: 26.2, Me: 13.1.

We moved, only to realize that there really is no place like home.

And now this is happening. Who'da thunk it? I apologize for the awkwardness caused by my strange hand position. I'm not sure what is going on there.

You light up my world, bro.

I'm glad we're pals.

P.S.  Thank you for putting up with me. 

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