I've come to the conclusion that no matter what age you are when you are first married, your love is still so young. When Chris and I were married we were very much in love. We stood in front of family and friends and vowed to be with each for better or for worse. These are very deep words. Words that I don't think any newlywed really comprehends. Yes we understood what they meant, and yes we meant them, but had no idea where they would take us.
For better. Hiking through the forests of Portland, Oregon. For worse. The continued void of a lost father. For better. Working together to sustain ourselves through a garden. For worse. The loss of a job. For better. A daughter. For worse. A health condition causing us to wait for a second child. For better. A new job. For worse. Relentless hours of a new business owner. For better. Staying home to raise our daughter. For worse. Being financially strapped.
We have reached a point in our five year marriage where many new things are taking place. Chris tells me that I sacrifice more for our family than anyone. I remind him that he enables me to live my dream. Better and worse come and go. They always will. But what five years of marriage has taught me is how love is constant, yet continues to grow.
Two years ago our lives changed forever with the birth of Isis. It got harder and better at the exact same time. I had no idea that for better could feel this good. How blessed we are to spend our lives together with the person we have chosen and the person we have created.
3 comments:
maybe it's preggo hormones, but crying now. may year six be full of bliss
K
Sweet and lovely. Happy Anniversary, friends.
I don't know how I missed it. Sorry, buddy. We'll celebrate soon. -June
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