I've been a little busy. My life has changed so dramatically in the course of a summer... graduating, becoming an aunt again, getting married, turning 30... it can be overwhelming... and amazing.
I've given myself permission to devote my attention to my new husband, managing a new home or getting settled in at my work and ministry - the blog can wait.
I am asked quite often how married life is going. The honest truth is... we're doing great. I love marriage. Though, we're tired most of the time (99%), and work and ministry has our minds and hearts heavy and full. We're addicted to Netflix and Chocolate and Peanut Butter Bugles. Dave is starting to eat salad... things are good.
I'm juggling a busy, exciting ministry career at Abundant Life Church and volunteering with Dave and the youth group at My Father's House. I am still recovering from an all-nighter all-girls slumber party last Sunday night. Girls are so silly!
Dave is also setting into his role at MFH as the Overnight Manager... which means I share my husband at night with the emergency phone - and he becomes the house warden! Talk about a crazy first month of marriage! At any time in the night, the phone will ring, startling me out of sleep as Dave jumps out of bed, scrambling for clothes (heehee). I've been so impressed with his ability to not sound like a total grouch when he answers those late-night phone calls. He's got a lot of patience!
Some nights, there are no rings... other nights... well, the phone goes a little nutso and Dave is off helping someone with something and I get to hog the bed for awhile. As newlyweds, sharing your night-time moments with an interrupting telephone can be quite the romance breaker... but we are working it out and I think we've gotten more accustomed to an interruptible life!
And I miss my cat more than words can begin to express. Elwood, the best cat ever, had to stay with the "grandparents." I visit often, bringing my "child support" of his favorite food and treats. But I miss my cat, and I look forward to living somewhere someday where he can live too!
Every once in awhile, I get a little homesick for my old life... mostly I miss the comfortability of the life I had established as a single, independent gal. Weird, huh? I also never had to worry about toilet seat still being up, someone else's messes to clean up or watching football... ugh. And I had a lot more alone time.
I got used to being in control of my life... well, as much as one can really be in control... and with marriage and working in ministry... there is a lot of control that needs to be turned over to a spouse or to God. I am learning a lot, and while it feels painful sometimes, I love that God has Dave and I in his protective arms.
I am also learning how to listen better. Catching myself from nagging too much (usually too late) and being totally AMAZED at how weird men are: especially Dave. He wants to bless me all the time. He's always saying wonderful, nice things to me. When I am cranky, he can still look at me and say I love you. He makes me breakfast, coffee and a lunch every morning. He helps with dishes, garbage, and sometimes even bathroom duties. He cleans the floors - the task I hate the most - and knows better than to drink the last Diet Coke.
He does things like to leave his clothes on the floor (still learning about sorting colors with our fancy laundry sorter) and makes the bed like a ten-year old... But I love him.
I love him a lot. And as I learn how to write openly about this new season of life... I am sure God has many lessons for me to learn.
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