I love my perfectly flawed marriage.
Yesterday marked 10 years of survival LOL- our marriage is far from perfect. Far from facebook, instagram, pinterest worthy.
Our marriage consists of:
Days filled with hope and days filled with doubt.
Moments of silliness and moments of seriousness
Days Cleaning and Days Making a mess … I mean memories
Moments of Arguing and moments with Sweet Love Notes
Days filled with sweet conversations and Days of silence
I cant imagine spending 10 more years with it any-other way. Because no perfect marriage exists- but we are both Loved by a God who guides us and provides us with grace as needed. The truth is, I don’t want a perfect marriage- I want a good, realistic, lasting one. One where we grow as individuals and as partners. I once heard love is being able to be stupid together- I am so grateful for our stupid moments and looking forward to many more.