Three years ago today I married the most amazing man – my best friend, my lover, my confidant, the one who helps make me a better person.
The first year of marriage flew by in typical newlywed bliss. We questioned how people ever got divorced in their 1st year of marriage. The second year was a little rocky, mainly because selfishness crept in and we started to understand why people got divorced. Thank goodness we relied on God and persevered because this third year of marriage has been a huge blessing.
Has this third year been easy? No. We’re struggling financially, we still live with hubby’s parents until our place is built, we’re once again facing frivolous attacks in the press related to hubby running for his second re-election, etc.
Has this third year been full of blessings, though? ABSOLUTELY! We have loved getting involved from the start with a new church plant and the friends we’ve made there. We had the opportunity to purchase the 100 acre wood & farmland parcel my hubby has dreamed about owning since he was a kid and in turn got to bless our friends when they used it for their wedding reception. We’ve enjoyed trips to watch my brother graduate from college and visit extended family in Michigan. And most importantly, we’re ecstatic about the birth of our first child this November.
Three years ago when we stood at the altar, we never would have imagined where we’d be in three years. All I know is that thanks to my hubby I am a better person because being his wife has pushed me to grow in patience, love, and kindness. It has taught me to think less of myself and more of others.
I love you so much, sweetheart, and am eagerly looking forward to watching you interact with our daughter as you take on the role of daddy. I have no doubt you and her will have a special bond that will last a lifetime.