Someone asked my husband the other day how many years we have been married. When Dave told the man seven, the guy then told him that year seven is always the hardest. I always find it funny when people tell us things like that. I'm sure not everyone's year seven is the hardest, but it obviously must have been for this person, for them to tell us. I hope I can be an encouragement to others instead of pointing out how hard things are going to be. I want them to see how wonderful they can be. When Dave told me this the other night, we both laughed. We are truely in our best year yet. We have grown so much this last year, but it has not been an easy road to get to.
We really went through some difficult times when we first moved into our duplex. We really took on too much at once. But God was so faithful to see us through. We have learned, through everything, to lighten up a bit. Our disagreements are handled with care and we end on a light note. We don't even argue sincerely, we start joking with each other and we wrestle to get any frustrations out. All that pent up energy needs to go somewhere. Why not have fun with it instead of using it to yell at each other.
I have learned so much about Dave this past year. He is not only my husband and wonderful father to my children, he is also my best friend. We could not have done this without the love of our Savior, without the examples of love that he has given to us and without putting Him first in our marriage.
