Love

I love my husband. To a fault, some might say. I just shake that off. I knew from the first time I talked to him that we would be married one day. He has this incredible sense of adventure and a drive to succeed that would put many to shame. Sometimes that drives me nuts or makes me angry, but it also a big part of why I fell in love with him. He is always striving for more, to better himself and the life we are making for our family. We met in an online chat room and talked online a few times before our first phone call. When he finally did call, we spent 3 hours on the phone! I felt as if I had known him forever. It was so easy and comfortable talking to him and by the time we hung up, I knew he was The One. Sure enough, we were married 6 months later. We were only 20 years old and I had 2 kids, so he had an instant family. Yes, we’ve had our ups and downs over the past 10 years, I don’t deny that, but my love for my husband has kept me moving forward toward creating a great marriage for us. Sure, it might have been easier or less painful at times to give up and walk away. I would’ve been justified in that. But it wasn’t the right thing to do. My faith and my heart told me to keep praying and moving in a forward direction and God would work out all the details. It’s true. He does. Our marriage has been all but over twice and he has brought us back from the brink both times. He has created within us a desire to have the strong, joyful marriage we both wanted but didn’t know how to fix once it was broken so long ago. We could temporarily mend the problems, but we needed God to work within both of us and show us what he He wanted for us as a husband and wife and as a family. I can say now, without a shadow of doubt, that our marriage is stronger now that it has ever been. We are both fully commited to each other and our family. To working together, being a team…forever.