Our Year

This blog is WAY over due.

It’s hard to believe, but February 7^th will mark one year that Lindsey and I have been married.  It’s so hard to decide if I feel like it’s gone by fast or slow.  The first half of the year seemed to go by slow, but the second half was over in the blink of an eye.

It’s probably expected that I would try and tell you how great the year has been, but I don’t think I want to do that.  It’s not that the year hasn’t been incredible, because it has, I just know that no matter what I say, it won’t seem like I painted an accurate picture.  It’s like trying to describe what it’s like to listen to your favorite song.  You usually just end up talking too much.  I thought I would just mention my favorite things from this past year and some things that I’ve learned a long the way.

Loving a wife is WAY different than loving a girlfriend.  I was told at my wedding rehearsal by my good friend Matthew Elrod, that love would be somewhat redefined for me once I entered into marriage.  He was right.  The kind of love you experience inside of a marriage is no less epic, but it is less fantastical.  It’s more real, more everyday.  It has some dirt on it, and it kind of feels like your hands and your face felt after you spent the afternoon climbing trees when you were a kid.

The way I feel now about how I loved Lindsey as a girlfriend is kind of like the way I felt about riding my bike when I first got my license.  You figure it out.

Some of my favorites…

She likes my sandwiches best.

Her hair makes her head look huge(even though it’s not) in the morning and her slippers make funny noises when she walks around.

Weekly conversations that don’t have anything to do with schedules, chores, or finances.

Our dreams.

Healthy recipes gone a rye.

Mashin’

H.H. Gregg

Coming home.

She is the walking, talking proof that God loves me more than I deserve.  The first year has been good, great even, but it’s only the beginning.  Our best years will never be behind us.

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