Today the hub and I celebrate 18 years of marriage, which I like to refer to as "marathon marriage". I say this because my wise sister-in-law likened marriage to a marathon and not a sprint and if you're married you get it. And you are wholeheartedly agreeing.
So today, despite the lows that happen sometimes in marriage, I am choosing to be grateful for this marathon marriage that I am running with the hub. I'm grateful that he puts up with me and my crap and still can say, "I love you." I'm grateful that he made the choice to watch me grow up. (I was barely 21 when we married and still living with my parents, I had A LOT of growing up to do still.) I'm grateful that he has different eyes when he looks at me than I have when I look at me. I'm grateful that he believes I could do great things.
I have my complaints and he has his but we are committed to going the distance of this marathon together and I'm grateful for that as well.
So today, despite the lows that happen sometimes in marriage, I am choosing to be grateful for this marathon marriage that I am running with the hub. I'm grateful that he puts up with me and my crap and still can say, "I love you." I'm grateful that he made the choice to watch me grow up. (I was barely 21 when we married and still living with my parents, I had A LOT of growing up to do still.) I'm grateful that he has different eyes when he looks at me than I have when I look at me. I'm grateful that he believes I could do great things.
I have my complaints and he has his but we are committed to going the distance of this marathon together and I'm grateful for that as well.
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