I remember on the mission when it was getting closer to the time I went home and with mixed emotions I would realize the lasts were coming: last month in the mission, last zone conference, last transfer, last. . .eventually ending in last Sunday, last Monday, last Tuesday. . . (the difference with the mission and now is that I did not want to go home. This is besides the point, but I think if my mom and dad didn't come to Brazil to get me I just might still be there today :) I didn't want that time to end).
Well next Sunday starts the lasts of with the last fast Sunday being single. They were talking about fasting at church today when I realized that by the first fast Sunday in March we will be married! I can hardly believe it. It seems strange. I had to do a quick calculation of how many fast Sundays I have been a part of. I actually started fasting (by choice) at a super young age. Mom says I started fasting when I was 3 years old so by calculation I have had roughly 372 fast Sundays in my single life-one more to come and then I have some catching up to do with starting on those firsts: First fast Sunday, first month being married, first Sunday, first Monday, first. . . I can't wait! :)
I am actually starting to cry as I write this. I'm pretty sure they are happy tears, because I can't wait to spend more time with Mark. I never feel like there is enough time being with him. I can't wait to not have to say good bye and good night at the end of the day. I want to just be able to say good night. Mark is so patient with me. He is so good for me and with me. Anyone who knows me well knows that I have a few quirks :) and some strong opinions. I am also kind of particular (okay picky is another word for it). Most of the time these things don't even phase Mark-he just takes it all in stride. Occasionally when I think my pickyness is starting to get to him I remind him that for him it is a good thing-I am picky and I picked him!! :)
At church today a lady, who I don't know very well, just found out we were getting married, to which she responded "Congratulations! Enjoy these last few weeks of courtship. They are the best days of your life. It just goes downhill from there". Sad thing is-she was serious. Please tell me she is wrong. I can't imagine how sad that would be if it were really true. I am excited to share my dreams, my hope and my life with Mark. I think, hope, feel that the best is truly yet to come.
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She is wrong. It isn't all fireworks and daisies everyday, but it is great to live life with your best friend. Not to mention the amazing experience of adding children to your life. OF COURSE there are hard horrible days- that is all part of life and growing, it was there BEFORE marriage too. People told me the same thing when I was expecting "enjoy {being pregnant} while it lasts!" Don't worry- the best IS yet to come.
ReplyDeleteenjoy your "lasts" before you now have "firsts". :)
ReplyDeletep.s. charity!!! only because I'm an amazing stalker did i find that you have a {new} blog! hello!!! share it with your peeps!! :)
She was totally wrong!!! Crystal's right-the best is yet to come! For us, it keeps getting better and better. It does take a lot of work and much sacrifice- but it does get better!
ReplyDeleteHey - I just found your new blog - good for me! (And now that you're actually married, I don't even need to comment on that sad lady's comment - you can see for yourself that life just keeps getting better and better.)
ReplyDeleteI finally made it to your blog (I very rarely blog surf so I am behind!) BUT Brett and I just celebrated our 12 anniversary and I can honestly say marriage is what you make of it. If you act the way the world wants says you should (like saying it's all downhill), then it will be. But if you have the right attitude (which you do) then it will be the best of times! Beautiful wedding...congratulations! And don't listen to the downers...it is sooo fun to be a MRS!
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