Marriage is really, really hard.

I would like to open this post with a disclaimer: I'm boutsta get all sappy about my hubs.

Josh and I have been married for 3 years. I know to a lot of people, that's such a short amount of time. And I cannot wait until we've got 10, 20, 30 years of marriage under our belts and are able to reminisce when other young wives turn to mush when talking about their husbands. 

But right now, in our very stage of life, 3 years has come and gone so fast, but has also felt like a lifetime. In three years, we've lived in two states, 4 different houses, had a second child, changed jobs, found new hobbies and interests, and have made lifelong friends. There's been a lot of change, and a lot of great times when we look back on our day and ask how we got so lucky.

But no marriage would be complete without it's share of difficulty. Without going into detail, I'll just throw out a blanket statement saying that marriage is really, really hard. There are lots of times when we don't see eye to eye. There are times when arguments happen because of something tiny. And there are times when we are just flat out frustrated with whatever struggle we are facing. 

But what I want to do most is praise Josh and the man that he is, because even in my lowest of times, when I feel like giving in to whatever hard time is before us, Josh holds me together. Josh is my rock that refuses to crumble. (Others might call that stubborn, lol). I'm grateful for all of the things that he is and isn't, and the things that make up for my shortcomings. For making me laugh when I only want to be upset. I'm grateful for the life that we've built together.

So, my love, happy anniversary. Happy day remembering when I walked down that aisle to you, with tears in both of our eyes and we promised forever. This marriage has been the hardest and most rewarding work I've ever done. Somehow another year has come and gone, and I can't imagine having spent it with anyone else. I love you!