It was 11 years ago today we got married…seems like yesterday but seems like forever. How does that work?
We were saying just the other day about our lives before we met, how different they feel.
I’ve changed a lot over the past 11 years; marriage has changed me, children have changed me…rubbed off a lot of those sharp edges and made me a less selfish person.
Given me a glimpse of how to truly put others before yourself.
How to do love and not just feel it.
We’ve thought a lot about this over the last year, he and I. Doing love.
Choosing to love even when we don’t feel like it.
Choosing to be patient, to be kind, to not to keep a record of wrongs. This type of love is the harder choice. We fail, we hold grudges , get frustrated by each other but we keep going because we choose, above all else to love each other, in the midst of a world that tells us to give up when the first flush is gone, to serve ourselves and make sure we are happy…if not, to move on.
We have the countercultural type of love and I like that.
It’s real, it’s gritty, not pretty at times but it’s based on the best foundation.
In it we have found a kind of freedom…allowing our own hearts to change before trying to change each other. A security that we will both fight to protect what we have chosen; our three strands.
We are at the beginning of the curve I hope…many more years to practise and do love.
Modelling it for our girls.
Hopefully at the end, we’ll see how far we came. How much we changed!
Thankful that I’m on this journey with him.