Friday, September 9, 2011
It has been eight months since our wedding. We have had eight months of marriage--of trying to figure out how to communicate, love, and meet needs. Marriage is so weird. I was sitting next to Sam on the couch last night, mad at him for something he had said, and I realized all I really wanted to do was hug him. I wanted his arms wrapped around me tightly. I wanted to find comfort in his arms even though I was mad at him. I think that’s one of the weirdest things about marriage. It is probably also one of the coolest.