Friday, October 16, 2015



Why is marriage so hard?  I had four brothers so it wasn't a surprise to me that guys can be gross disgusting slobs.  I wasn't prepared for the differences in our gender to trigger arguments, like "Why can't you put the toilet seat down?!!!"  Which his response would be, "Why don't you put the toilet seat up?!!"  I'm right, right?

The first picture is my 8 year old son responding to my pleadings to get in the tub.  I found the writing on the wall the next day.  The next picture is of my daughter.  Oh so sweet and loving...and clean.  The last picture is of them together.

Yes we're different, it just can't be helped.  And it took having both a daughter and sons to appreciate it.  I love their differences, I wouldn't have them any other way.  My son is going to need that blunt outspoken attitude when he makes his way into the world.  My daughter is going to need that tender heart as she prepares to be a mother.

So back to the marriage.  It turns out I love that my husband thinks differently, acts and reacts differently than me.  I've realized that you can't choose some a la cart of traits that you want in a person.  They are whole and they are perfect in their imperfectness.  Every time tempers flares it is my very own testing ground to see if I will pass or fail the given situation.  Will I show compassion, forgiveness, understanding?  This process refines me, strengthens me, humbles me and makes me feel a little closer to my Savior.  So it seems our loving Heavenly Father knew all along that our differences would bring us together and closer to Him.

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