Monthly Archives: July 2017

Marriage Lessons

I celebrated eight years of marriage this past May and it made me look back at all the things we have been through together. It has very rarely been easy, but, more than anything, that has made me appreciate our union so much more. I was 20 years old when we wed and we had our first child the same year and it was a big whirlwind of crazy and magnificent. I was asked more than once why I was rushing it and my response was, why not? I was young and in love and I knew what I wanted and I haven’t looked back since. 

So what have I learned in the last eight years? I’ve learned not to take time for granted. After 14 combined months of deployments, and a nightshift job, those stolen moments in the early mornings are the most important thing in the world. I’ve learned that neither of us are the same people that we were in the beginning, and it’s always exciting to fall in love again with new versions of ourselves. I’ve learned to communicate and trust because at the end of the day, he’s the one that is there to catch me when I fall, and it’s so much easier to get back up when you have a helping hand. I’ve learned that nothing is more attractive to me than watching my husband play with our beautiful children. I’ve learned to love myself again because he loves me and he shows me everyday. 

We had a rough start, and it still isn’t always easy, but there is not one single person I would rather journey through life with. Just remember, everything is more satisfying the harder you work for it.

To My Mom

I was going through my camera roll and I saw this picture of my mom with my kids. This was taken when she surprised me with a visit before Christmas last year because she knew how down I was not being around my family for the holidays. She dropped everything and flew out to me because that is the kind of person she is. She is so selfless and caring and she is truly an inspiration to me. She was a single mom working her ass off to care for and provide a nurtring environment for my brother and me. She had a firm hand that I hated, but I am so thankful for now. She listens to me speak about my life and my struggles and victories without judgement. She kicked Cancer’s ass with grace and dignity and I am in awe of her. She might look back at her journey through life so far and see herself doing what she had to do, but I see a fierce, independent warrior making her struggles her bitch. She is beautiful, kind, sarcastic, hilarious, a ridiculously talented bargain shopper, but most of all, she is my mom. She has taught me so much, and I am eager to learn even more. I will never be able to thank her enough for everything that she has done for me and given up for me. As a mother myself now, I understand a little bit better, and I appreciate her so much more. I love you so much, Mom.