the itch

Last week my husband and I celebrated our 7^th wedding anniversary.  We’ve yet to do anything extra special due to other commitments. While we we’re talking about it we both realized how much we’ve changed and in the same regard how much we’re the same. I guess you’d have to experience it to know what I mean.

Something I will say though is that people don’t give time enough credit. They want to rush through relationships and milestones and declare it’s the same as someone who’s been with their partner a great deal of time. I never was one to be very opinionated on the matter but I’d have to disagree. I don’t doubt their devotion but something is grown in the longevity of a relationship.

I certainly love my husband now more than I did then. And by more I mean deeper and matured. Love that goes beyond attractions and connection to pure selflessness. I want him to be happy. I don’t want him to feel anything negative. I’ve become a protector, a care giver, a supporter, a partner, a best friend. We’re pretty cheesy but we consider one another each other’s best friend. The first and sometimes the only person I want to share things with. All the things…exciting, sad, ugly, embarrassing. All.

We had a bond before that grew from a friendship but time has given us so much more. We’ve been through so much and because of that we’re better equipped to meet each other’s needs, comfort, care, bless, provide and enjoy one another more than I wasn’t capable seven years ago or even knew if that was something I’d want in our relationship.

I’m so thankful for the time we’ve been given to figure things out, good and bad. Marriage is one of the most insightful, frustrating and fulfilling things I’ve ever been able to experience. I feel undeservingly lucky. Grateful for the supportive prayers and advice of friends and family and every other moment that brought us to this point.