Today makes 7 years ago I married the beautiful girl who would change my life for the better…
Looking back on these past 7 years, my wife has taught me many crucial things and I’m absolutely a better person because of her.
Being married to my wife has confirmed my pre-existing understanding of what true romance is:
That a man truly wants to spend the rest of his life learning how to love the woman of his life; that there’s not simply a “happy ending” to the story just because the guy gets the girl.
Real love from a man to a woman is evolving to a stronger, more mature place, along with her love for him. Evolve is the key word.
It’s not about a happy ending, the way the movies end on their 90th minute right before the credits roll. It’s about an overall happy life-long journey, acknowledging the not-so-happy parts in between that are part of that experience as well, leading to that evolution.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t be the need to evolve together.
That’s how I’ve always felt about her.
It’s almost miraculous that nearly a decade ago when she and I met, despite my immaturity and inexperience as a 26 year-old “guy”, I had enough going on at the time to convince her I was worth her investment.
Because now, as a 34 year-old man, I do have the maturity level and life experience I wish I had when I was a single 27 year-old. But it’s only because of what I’ve learned from being her husband.
Maybe it’s now in this very moment that I am able to realize that despite all the things I appreciate of my wife, the thing I value the most is knowing she is patient to let me learn and work through my own shortcomings..
She always is understanding. Not to mention, she is always willing to give my crazy ideas a chance.
Honestly, it’s this simple: Without hesitation, I can easily replace the word “love” with her name in 1 Corinthians 13:4-7:
Jill is patient, Jill is kind. She doesn’t envy, she doesn’t boast, she isn’t proud. She isn’t rude, she isn’t self-seeking, she isn’t easily angered, she keeps no record of wrongs. She doesn’t delight in evil but rejoices in the truth. She always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Jill never fails.
That’s how I see my wife.
Granted, I’m fully aware that she and I are both two imperfect people. But we are two imperfect people who ultimately always protect, always trust, always hope, and always persevere.
Therefore, perfection isn’t necessary.
Photos courtesy of Joe Hendricks Photography.