This month we also celebrate 12 years of marriage.
An anniversary gives you a chance to look back at the years gone by and reflect on all the things gone through.
When we got married we were very young. I wanted my fairy tale. I had waited so long for the perfect man, I thought in reward I deserved a perfect marriage, the cinderella kind of marriage. Well things were not as simple and in the first few months I realized that I wasn't getting that perfect marriage, it couldn't have been, because both my husband and I were selfish people corrupted by our sin nature and didn't know how to consider the other more important than ourself.
When I look back I see how far we have walked in our path together. I see how we have grown and matured. How we have become more like one instead of being two different people. And that is the purpose of marriage. Two people becoming one flesh.
Our love has grown, it is not just the sparkly thing of our fist year together, is a more mature love, seasoned with the knowledge of each other. Yeah, I am not married to the perfect man, but he is not married to the perfect woman either.
We have become best friends, we have learned to support each other, we have learned to be there for each other. Again we have learned to consider the other more important than ourself.
Marriage can grow bad or better. It is indeed like a little plant, maybe like a little bonsai. It needs a lot of tender care, just the right amount of water, sun and fresh air. We can spend lots of time and energy on many things and often we forget to spend it on the most important ones.
Oh we were so different!! One silly example: I remember we would argue over what type of furniture to get, I like dark colors, Josh liked light. For the longest time I would not pick furniture because I was not going to give up what I wanted, I was not going to compromise!
Well, today we just grew in loving the same thing...yeah I know, how weird can that be? We have dark furniture in our living room and lighter in our bedroom :)
Are we perfect? No we aren't! Often in Italy people would think we had a perfect marriage. We don't, but by the grace of God we live to learn how to love each other more and more every day. We learned to understand each other.
I am so thankful for a husband that loves me as Christ loves the Church. He is willing to give up himself for me.
I love Josh, I am blessed so much with this great man. He really loves me in a deep way, how do I know that? Because I know how imperfect I am.
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