It has been a crazy week. The changes in Lindsey’s employment situation and the ramp up for me on a new project at work ran us ragged. But all of this is good, so it’s okay. The best part for me though is not the fact we’ve had answered prayers and blessings, it is seeing my wife so happy.
She was very happy at her old school. She loved her colleagues, she enjoyed teaching at her hometown school, and she really liked the kids. So when we decided that she needed to look for a new job because the commute was just too nasty she was not fully sold. She knew it was the right thing, but she wasn’t in love with the idea.
To see Lindsey be so happy, so productive, and fall in love with her job and new colleagues has been a huge joy for me. I was really afraid that she would not be provided with a better situation than she had, and it would result in frustration and disappointment. I should have never doubted.
My wife is happy, and I am happy. It’s been one of the longest, good weeks I’ve ever had.
We’re that couple.
We’re that sickeningly sweet, crazy about each other, can’t keep our hands off each other newlywed couple… and I love it.
Brian and I are still just so grateful for each other and it’s so apparent in all that we do and to everyone we encounter. We’re in awe after church when there’s someone to dissect the sermon with. We’re delighted to do laundry and prep food and straighten up to prepare for the week ahead. We’re elated to dance at a friend’s wedding in the arms of the one to whom we made the vow of forever.
We had a beautiful weekend, as simplistic and ordinary as it was. Marriage is as difficult as it is life-giving, and we had a sweet weekend of loving on each other and being so appreciative for this struggle. We needed it.
As Brian and I work on loving and serving and submitting and sacrificing, we need these breaks– the precious moments– to remember why we made this covenant and re-energize for the struggles that are sure to arrive in the days to come. This weekend we got to love and whisper and giggle and swoon. And it’s all a part of this beautiful mess we’ve committed to work at the rest of our days.