MARRIAGE....This is our story and what I have learned. Everyone has a different idea of what it means to them. I grew up in my dreams. My dreams are what kept me sane. I would make up stories about my future husband and children and fall asleep planning our futuristic vacations and birthday parties.
I believed in the fairy tale version. I believed in love at first sight....
And boy did I get that!
My husband and I will tell you that we met at a LDS Church dance- he totally not active, me not wanting to date the bad boy. But on a date we went. And magic ensued. I can still remember when we were walking into the restaurant, he grabbed my hand and in the heat of the night a quick and cool breeze came over us and it began...it seemed like it was always meant to be this way, and we would never be apart again.
And so , we fell in love. That crazy kind where you just cannot ever imagine yourself with anyone else ever again, no matter what. Its still like that.
We had our road blocks along the way. I was active, he was firmly NOT. But he has supported me while I go off to church and teach Sunday School, Relief Society and Nursery.
We had a good two years where we were ...ahem, gettting to appreciate eachothers ..ahem...faults. It sucked for him that I am a very emotional person to his quite "Vulcan" characteristic. I grew up in a volatile home and struggle with anger, even now, years later. It sucked for me that he never got flustered. It was one of my FAVORITE things about him- he is calm under pressure. Even my raging emotional pressure. He IS perfect for me.
And I realized, along the way, that though there is love at first sight for some of us...the fairy tale often includes cleaning toilets and and sharing your sink space. It means that you have to make compromises and sacrifices and you have to put that person first even when they don't always remember that rule. And mostly it means RESPECT. AND TRUST.
I have always deffered to my husband. In my Church, we teach that a man should lead in the home. It gives order during chaos...and the wife should lead right next to him. I like that my husband is the head and leader.It is in similitude of Christ and his Church....For Christ loved his Church- his children- even somuch as to die for them, and so He asks the men to lift themselves up to that standard.
I like that I picked a man so perfect for me, and that I can trust him to make the right decisions for our family. He hasn't always been considerate of my tenderest feelings. But then, same goes for me. I have forgotten at times that those who don't wear their emotions on their sleeves dont do it because they are cold, but because they are even more sensitive! But if he wants to do something, I trust him.
It has gotten us here. With a beautiful home and gorgeous intelligent daughter and a relationship that in the last many months has been blossoming like our dating days. I feel like I am gushing about this man. I am sure those who know me our sick and tired of Frank did this and Frank did that.....ha. But let me tell you what FRank did. He opened his heart, and asked a question. Began reading the scriptures a little over three months ago. Specifically, the Book Of Mormon. This week he finished the Book of Mormon. And I asked him what he thought of it when he was done and he answer was simple. "I love it." "I know it will continue to help me for the rest of my life" Many would say...Frankie? Going to Church. YES. And happy to do it? YES. and is it blessing our little family and bringing JOY beyond measure. YES. So This week, for my anniversary-my husband gave me something I never thought would happen in this life. Knowledge that HE loves the Church Like I do. And NOW we are spiritually yoked and I feel more than humbled to be his wife. And our family will continue to be blessed and I believe in miracles. If you have never had an opportunity, read the Book of Mormon. Ask yourself, with an open heart is this true? And see if God doesn't perform a miracle in your life.
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