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A Key to a Healthy, Happy Marriage: What I've Discovered in Just Two Years of Marriage
When New Becomes Annoyance
I sit here today as I am reminded of the man that I married two years ago. Four years prior to that, I wouldn't have been able to tell you that I had just met my best friend that I would be spending the rest of my life with. What a journey it has already been and with it, laughter, tears, and wisdom gained.
I don't pretend to have all the knowledge in the world, to be a marital expert or to have the experience of couples who have two decades or more under their belts. What does come to mind and what I have learned in this short time is never to forget who you fell in love with.
Time passes, and with it, memories and feelings fade. The person who now causes annoyance to you because they throw their dirty socks on top of the hamper lid, rather than inside the hamper, was at one time the person who had captured your heart. The husband who only saw you in the room in the midst of a crowd or the wife who you used to spend all your spare time talking with, is still there. They are still that person.
Recovering What We've Lost
Marriage is a reflection of unconditional love. Selflessness. A cup of overflowing mercy and grace. Something so beautiful. It can at times hurt, but it serves a higher purpose, of faith and hope. It makes us grow, which can undoubtedly hurt to set "self" aside, but the benefits we reap are great.
I don't want to go through this life without growth. But like adolescent "growing pains" and the nights when you were a child and your knees and bones would ache as they stretched and grew, it was a necessary part of life to become taller. A bigger person. Such is that of the person of our inner selves, in the unity of relationships.
Adam Poole, there's no one else in this world that I would rather experience times of utter euphoria and laughter with or even moments sheer calamity. I hope you can forever see past the woman who puts off folding her laundry like it's saturated with the plague (there I said it, you're welcome Facebook) and remember the dirtbike riding girl that inundated your mind. You are my best friend, and I will always keep fighting to see you as the holder of my heart.