A stolen credit card, several thousand dollars in fraudulent charges, 2 separate trips to the emergency room. Those were some of the things that happened in the first 6 months of married life.
It’s been exactly 6 months since our wedding day and I must be the happiest person in the world. I love my wife, Tary and I am so in love with her(and yes, they are two separate things). What’s even more amazing is that I love her more with each passing day.
I could go on and on about why I love Tary but let me just share a few of those reasons. Tary loves me. I see it; I hear it; I feel it; I know it. She loves me for me. She loves me for my strengths and she loves me despite my weaknesses. I feel her love in the way she packs my lunches, to the OCD way she folds my clothes, to the way she looks at me when she tells me she loves me.
She lets me be me. She lets me enjoy the sports that I’m passionate about. She enjoys it when our friends come over and gang up on me in Worms. She supports my ever-changing list of hobbies. I like the way she blankly stares at me when I get excited about some new technology and totally “geek out”. *readjusts glasses on the bridge of my nose*
I love Tary’s sense of humor. I’m a bit of a wise guy and I’m usually the one who likes to randomly tell jokes about any and all things; but it always cracks me up when Tary sneaks in one of her own. I love the way she laughs at my corny attempts at humor like the Num Pao (Cambodian name for Chinese steamed pork buns) grenade. I don’t remember the context of that joke but I knew it wasn’t as funny as the laughter it drew. She understands my OCD tendencies and I think it’s funny when she sometimes like to test those boundaries.
I feel so blessed to have Tary as my wife. I love our daily devotion time together where we not only get to grow closer with God but with each other.
Ephesians 5:25 – Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it[.]
And I sure love my wife. You know what they say, “The family that prays together stays together.”
Some say the first year of married life is the hardest. If the first 6 months were an indication of how this first year would be, then I can’t wait for the 2nd half (Was that an arbitrary sports reference?).
A husband loves his wife. A wife loves her husband. Their love grows. A baby was conceived and is on his way. Those were some of the things that happened in the first 6 months of married life.