Marriage, Week Three

Well, as of today, I have been married for three whole weeks! 

Time flies when you're having fun! 

I'd like to share some simple things I have learned about love in my short three weeks of marriage.  

I used to think love was this never-ending butterflies-in-your-stomach kind of feeling.  

Marriage, to me, used to be simply waking up next to my husband every day for forever. 

It's so much more than that, now. 

I've learned love is not getting mad at your husband when he accidentally breaks your beautifully french tipped toenail.  It is budgeting your checks, covering all of your bills, and being so excited to have money left over.  It is cooking a meal for your husband even when you've had a long day at work. Love is being cranky and irritable and him wrapping you in his arms and promising you it will all be okay.  Love is when he is watching the Olympics and turns it over to American Idol because he knows you are bored. 

The butterflies are different, too.  They're the "headed home" text messages, the "have a good day" kisses, and they even come from the fact that he took out the garbage without having to be asked. 

Marriage is so different from everything I ever dreamed it would be, but it is so much more amazing.  

I'm sure I will read this in ten years, fifteen years, forty years, and laugh about this post.

But for now, I'm enjoying everything I'm learning about love, marriage, and my sweet husband.