My sweet husband just turned twenty-seven yesterday. We had a blast, from eating at all his favorite places, to having a book date (cough, nerd alert!) and then a couple walks and a nice long nap. Nothing extraordinarily crazy or extravagant, but it probably turned out to be one of my favorite birthdays. There are many sayings about marriage, and many sometimes may sound a little negative. But I believe one of them is certainly true: marriage really does get better over time.
Our first year of marriage was pretty rough. If anyone knows us, we are very opposite on everything except morals and values. And even though we dated for four years, having two independent people live together and then work together full-time was like jumping in freezing water butt naked. Shocking :)
Almost two years later and after many laughing-fits, long talks, travel adventures, and dreams burst and achieved, I feel we have become a totally different couple. Areas of interest have rubbed off on one another as we have shared our beloved hobbies. Each of us have grown and expanded our worlds and in the process have become much more fulfilled than we ever thought imaginable. Before Brad came along, I would not have been able to tell you anything about: our political system, where the Ivory Coast and other random countries are on a map, the excitement of camping and being outdoors, the value of eating chocolate ice cream every night, how World War I got started, how the stars actually move across the night sky and change throughout the year, or how to train for a marathon. Even more important, I’ve learned the value of saying “no” to things I don’t really need or have the time for, to take breaks from work and make time for family and friends, and to evaluate and appreciate each day.
He’s my best friend, my counterpart, and he adds so much balance to my life. Few good things in life are easy, but the really good things take practice and are worth it 110%.
I love you Woolz :)