So for years I’ve heard people say this thing about marriage that goes something like “nothing will humble you quicker than marriage.” And for years I have thought that was a really cool aspect of marriage, but one that probably would not apply to me. Not that I already thought I was humble enough; I just thought I wouldn’t fail often enough for it to really make a difference. In fact, as my own wedding date approached and I began to hear this sentiment more and more, I would often think “oh, that will be really good for Brandon.” Honestly! I don’t know who I was kidding with this arrogant, absurd, prideful, drastically flawed thinking. But boy was I wrong. Continue reading
I’ve been married for three and a half months now. It has been such a sweet time of getting to know the man I love as “husband” and learning together how to shift our relationship from dating to married. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been blissfully overwhelmed by being a wife, how often I’ve been humbled by own shortcomings, or how surprised I still am by my new last name. Marriage has so far been a continuous and wonderful adventure, and I am so grateful for it.
Over the past few months, my new marriage is naturally what everyone wants to talk to me about. They like to shower me with wisdom and advice, for which I am grateful. But mostly, they want to ask me endless questions. They shamelessly ask me things like, “Are you glad to finally be having sex?” (Nah. A sexless relationship was SO easy to maintain for 3 years… idiots.) “Are you pregnant yet?” (Not yet…) “Oh, when are you planning to get pregnant?” (…What is wrong with you?!) But sometimes I get questions that actually warrant a response. Out of these, the most common one I’ve received is, “What has been the hardest thing about marriage so far?” Continue reading