Marriage is hard…

I am so sporadic here these days. Life has been kicking me in the rear lately, and I can barely get out of bed, let alone write for a bit, but today is different.

This morning I got up early and started my day well.

Today is our 30th anniversary. How is that even possible? Usually I’d say things like, “I’m barely even 30 years old!” or “I’m not old enough to have been married 30 years!” but this year? I’ve really been feeling my age… the aches and pains are hitting me hard so, yeah, it feels like we’ve been married 30 years.

I’m not gonna lie… it hasn’t always been easy. Last week wasn’t easy! Marriage is hard. It’s hard work, sometimes it works out and sometimes it doesn’t. Marriage is loving each other when it’s easy and all is well, but it’s also loving each other through the hard, yucky stuff. I say this all the time… “Please love me through “this”.” Whatever ‘this’ is and sometimes that’s really hard. Marriage is loving the best of each other and loving each other through the worst of each other. Marriage can be love, laughter and adventure and sometimes is can be screaming matches, silent treatments, and disappointments.

To be honest, I might would wish away a few of those worse times, but I would never wish away my marriage and those worse times make us who we are and our marriage what it is so… Like the old saying goes, you have to have the bad to fully appreciate the good. Life would be boring if it was all good, all the time.

Anyway, I know this isn’t the usual, “I love more today then when we got married” post but I feel like keeping it real is important. Marriage is hard and I feel lucky to have made it this far!

DH, I promise to love you even when you’re a jerk, if you’ll promise to love me when I am.

Forever and always,

me