It's Not Easy Being Married....

....to me. 

I'm messy. 

I leave my towel on the bathroom floor. 

I steal his hairbrush. 

I get sidetracked.....often.

It's taken me a long time to develop my skills in the kitchen and still have so much to learn. 

I get frustrated. 

I raise my voice. 

I say hurtful things. 

I'm selfish, stubborn, and don't always listen like I should. 

I get frustrated when things don't go as planned. 

I complain about my hair.....often. 

I am not always a ball of sunshine. 

And yet He's still here.

There's something to be said for that, folks. 

Want to know what I think it is? 

He loves Jesus way more than He loves me, and in return, I respect him immensely. 

And it works for us. 

Here's hoping that if you have a fella, he loves Jesus more than he loves you; 

I'm convinced it's the secret to a healthy, happy marriage....that and a shared love of all things Harry Potter.....or, as Libby calls him, 'Libby Baker's boyfriend'.