The Gift of Marriage
My blog life is pitiful. I always have the best of intentions to write down my life's experiences...then life just happens. One day for some reason, I'm reminded that I do indeed have a blog and I have neglected it yet again. The last time I posted, our sweet Caroline was a newborn. Well...she's a feisty 3 and half year old now! She attends preschool at our church, loves anything glittery, sparkly and girly and adores her family. I'm not really here to write about her today though. Well...I'll give you a picture of her since she's just so dang cute. So today, I'm here to write about marriage. Because I'm an expert? NO WAY. My marriage is nearly 10 years in. We've been together since I was 18 years old. I'm now 32. I've grown up. I've learned. We've become parents. We've moved and fought and cried and laughed. Guys, marriage is hard. It's hard to keep things fresh. Hard to remember the butterflies that seem like they