It’s amazing how fast three years can fly…
Yet, in some ways, can seem like forever.
I’m definitely just getting the hang of being a wife. Of balancing meals, and checkbooks, and decision making, especially when I just know that I’m right. 😉
On my Facebook page yesterday, I wished my hubby a happy three-year anniversary and told him that I felt this year would be the best. Several family members wanted to know if that was my way of telling them I was pregnant.
No. No, it was not. Because I’m not.
I just know that this year will be the best, because I have learned so much these past few years. Sure, I have a long ways to go. I imagine that even at fifty years of marriage, you’re still learning and growing as a couple. But when I first said “I do” and embarked on this adventure called marriage, I had no experience at being a wife. I only had an unshakeable love for a man I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
The financial decisions and trying to work out meal plans would come later. Those decisions we would have to step into together and trust that we would make the best decisions… together. (Well, in regards to the financial decisions anyway. The meal plans are all my domain so that we don’t live off of macaroni and cheese every day). 😉
But being a great wife — I’m finding — comes a day at a time. One lesson at a time. And because I’ve learned that communication, patience, and a whole lotta love can get us through anything, I think that this year, really will be the best.
My parents realy did have it right when they said that one of the greatest lessons they learned throughout the years was to never go to bed angry. It’s SO true. And to that, I’d like to add something I’ve learned…
Never go to bed angry… And always wake up with a kiss. 🙂