We un-boxed our last wedding gift this week! |
With the uncertainty of my job for next year, paying for new tires for my truck and repairs on Byron's, and the frustrations that accompany moving, as soon as we returned from our honeymoon, we were slapped in the face with the reality that marriage doesn't make our problems disappear. It does, however, promise that no matter what's going on in my life, I don't have to do it alone. A shoulder to cry on, and friend to laugh with, and heck, someone who understands the ridiculous amount of dog hair in our apartment, Byron is always here for me. What a blessing!
Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
1 Corinthians 13:7 [ESV]
After only a month, it's hard to believe we spent a year in different cities, only seeing each other on the weekends. I've become quite accustomed to Byron coming home to [the dogs and] me after work each night. I couldn't ask for a better husband.
Bridget and Mook are even happier, too! [as long as neither of them crosses the imaginary line that divides the couch in two.] |
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