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.