Time Flies and Love Grows

Tomorrow is the four year wedding anniversary for my husband and me.  These past four years have made us stronger and wiser. We’ve dealt with death, birth, parenthood, hospitalization, and many more challenges that might overwhelm the average couple of our generation.

I think from the beginning dear husband (DH) and I have always understood that you have to work hard at marriage. Even though movies and television try to make it seem like it should be easy, we both know from our parents experiences that marriage takes not only work and commitment, it takes determination. Maybe it’s generational, or maybe it is just that fantasy belief that love and marriage should be easy, but I feel that many don’t value or want the hard work. I welcome it. I married someone different from me so that we could have a balance. Because I appreciate his uniqueness and individuality. Don’t get me wrong, I’m awesome. But I don’t need to spend the rest of my life with the male version of myself. Opposites don’t have to attract but for us, it works.

It has never been more evident than it is now that we are parents. Gabriel gets the best of all worlds. Logical and emotions. A working parent and a stay-at-home parent. Carefree and structured. We are able to offer a holistic style of parenting that helps him flourish and leaves him nurtured.

DH is my compliment. He’s the silly to my serious. He’s patient when I’m impatient. And I’m calm when he’s frazzled.

With all that’s happened, four years seems like a flash in the pan. But I have so many wonderful memories to look back on and to be thankful for. We’ve had a lot of good luck along the way to go with our hard work. We deserve the happiness that we get and so much more.

Thank you for four wonderful years of marriage, DH. Let’s keep this party going! xoxo ❤

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October 17, 2010…our rainy day wedding. I guess it is good luck!

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Our little family just a year ago

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Here Comes 31!

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Does it count as a “no make up selfie” if that’s the norm for me??

 

If 30 doesn’t make you officially old, 31 has to, right?!

Another year in the books and I am pleased to say that 30 wasn’t that bad. Good job, got into grad school, and we didn’t move to a new place, so that’s a bonus. I’ve reconnected with old friends and made some new ones.

I look back on the things I’ve learned and how I’ve grown. Patience, understanding different viewpoints, maturity, power, and self-awareness. Things are areas that I have improved upon, and will continue to work on everyday.

I am lucky to have my husband with me through everything. He is strong, yet sensitive. Most importantly, he’s my partner. We really do complement each other well.

As with so much of the joy in my life these days, I owe so many smiles to my son. For a little over two years, he has really shown me what life is all about.  Growing a person, raising a person, being someone’s rock, their strength, their world…nothing else compares to that. As long as I get to keep doing this mommy thing, I know I’ll be alright with getting older.