Sacrifice is part of romance, as it is so obviously part of love.One of the most stretching times in my life ended up being one of the most binding times in my marriage. I am so very blessed in the man I married and so I want to share this story, not as a rebuke for his honest mistakes, or mine for that matter, but for the ending. It has a lovely ending.
I was a young mom. Only been married for a few years. I had two babies born about 18 months apart. We where financially tight and lived in a small town with no family near by.
My husband was a young dad. He had a very tired wife, two young children and again, money was tight. Commuting every day two hours a day to a very negative environment full time job. He also had a second job, basically, with the band he was in.
He was pushing so hard. He was wearing out.
I felt like I was fighting for our marriage alone…. I was far from correct…
In the end, as he showed me his intentions to fight for our marriage I realized I needed to as well. He wrapped up the band life style and I left the small town life behind for a city life that was easier for him. The move meant he was able to get a better job and be close to it. It also meant the kids and I got so much more Garnet!
I learned to talk about things before they get so hard and to remember if the marriage is rocky it probably isn’t easy for your spouse either. Compromise out of love. Give more of yourself to your lover. PRAY for your spouse! AND never ever take for granted a spouse who will refuse to give up on marriage no matter how hard it gets, don’t use that as an excuse to not try harder yourself!
We walk together, fighting for our marriage today and loving one another so much more as time goes on. Sacrifice was key, not easy but important. I look back today and the pain was big but the healing was beyond beautiful. I see my husband as a hero of mine. He is that romantic man that will swoop in and put me first… can I learn to be better at doing the same for him so we can walk on taking care of one another?
TTFN
