It's the Little Things...

You do all of this work and then realize that it's the little things not the big things that make a wedding beautiful. I spent a lot of time on the details.  Many people kept asking me why I did that. Why did I spend hours working on signs and little personal details about Johann and myself and scatter them throughout the wedding day. 

Here is the reason:

It's the little things that matter in the end. Yes, the big things are always impressive, but it's the little things that leave an impression.

So many times, I've had people who have attended my wedding come up to me and mention how the little things made my wedding beautiful. I never once heard about the drapery on the ceiling, or the fact that I had chair covers and purple table clothes. 

Putting this concept into my marriage has been an interesting experience. 

At first, I thought I needed to give my man a lot of physical attention (I do...and love it!), cook at least one meal for him every day (Also something that I love doing!), and spend every moment when we aren't at work together (This, not so much a good thing all the time). 

Even though the big things are nice, it's the little things that really make a marriage and friendship work.

I have learned to place little notes into my husband's lunch box, greet my husband at the door when he comes home from work, and/or leave my teddy bear behind scented with my perfume when I have to go on a trip.

It's these little things and more that bring romance and nimbleness to a relationship.

I can see the results in how my husband treats me and cares for me, but most importantly, it lets him know that he is loved and cared for beyond the necessities of living.

What have you done to encourage your husband? 

Shame On Me

I know the last time I posted was way back in February.

I apologize.

Right now life has slowed down to the point where I feel like sleeping all the time. This is a bad thing.

For those that don't know, I got married on June 1, 2013. That was 1.5 months ago.
Life was crazy busy back then and only because wedding planning is crazy. If you don't want the work, I recommend that everyone elope and take your family with you so that it becomes one gibe crazy vacation.

Now that I have a bit more "time" on my hands, I hope to blog a little bit more about how my life will evolve from barely moving to a full-out complete run.

Time for breakfast!

Disrespect and Forgiveness during Easter

Yesterday, I learned something really important.

I was hurting my future husband without realizing it.

I was saying things, I thought were funny in front of his cousin at my fiance's expense.

That is never a good thing.

What's worse, I didn't realize I was doing it until he made a comment to me after everyone had left.

"M, Do I make comments about your body, facial expressions, habits, in front of other people?"

I had to think and say that I could not remember it.

My Jay made me realize in a very gentle way what I was doing to him in front of his family.

I was not respecting who he was and is to me.

I failed yesterday in my respect of my husband...

Thank you, Lord, for giving me a man that knows to communicate with in private and not embarrassing me in front of others even when I have done that. Thank you, Lord, for giving me a man who loves me and who respects me...always putting my needs above his.

Lord. Help me to honor him as He has honoured me.

Miriam

Blooming.

Purple is my colour. I love it. I have lots of clothes in that colour and am highlighting my wedding with purple tones.

Sea green/blue is Johann's colour. He loves the freshness of it and looks amazing in it when he wears it.

Because of these two colours, I often try to find gifts in these colours to remind Johann of us and what we have committed to each other.

Johann was having a frustrating day last week and because he was at work all day and I had an evening class, there wasn't much I could do but phone/email/text him happy thoughts throughout the day.

I didn't know what I could do and then an idea hit me.

It was really cold here last week where I live and it really felt like winter wasn't going to go anywhere.

As a result, I went to the local grocery store after my class ended and purchased some crocus bulbs that hadn't started to bloom yet.

I gave them to Johann as a way to cheer him and remind him that I loved him. A plus of these crocuses is that they bloom in purple.

I forgot about them until my fiance excitedly came into Sunday School and declared to me that three had started to bloom the day before and on Sunday morning, six blooms were just waiting to open in all of their splendour. He was so excited and there was so much joy on his face.

The flowers reminded me that, while we have those frustrating and unproductive days, if we wait long enough, the results of all of our efforts will show. If we invest in love only a little, can you imagine what our return will be? Invest wholeheartedly into your relationship. Every day. You may not see the results right away, but if we are patient enough, we will see the results of our investment.

Looking forward to spring!

The Beginning

Today is the beginning.

It should have been the beginning a long time ago.

I am choosing to love my fiance with my whole heart.

This is going to be a hard journey and I probably don't know what I am getting myself into; but there is one thing I do know.  In order to make my marriage the best marriage possible, I need to devote myself to it whole heartedly.  I'm not saying that I should spend my every waking moment with my fiance and totally disregard the world around me.

No. That's not what I am saying.

I am choosing to break down my wall. I know it won't happen over night. It might not even happen in the next week.

But.

God is definitely showing me that my future husband does not need to be abandoned by a heart that is unwilling to give itself completely to Him.

Vulnerability.

An intimacy so tender that you are giving the person you love the most the ability to hurt you.

An understanding that they will do their best not to do that.

I love you, Jay.

Here's to the beginning of an open love with you.