"The Perfect Marriage"
Mr. B and I have come a long way, through many hardships, heartbreaks, and character building times to get to where we are. I think what makes us seem "perfect" is the fact that we have just accepted each other for who we are. He loves my faults, and I love his. We knew coming into this marriage exactly who we were, inside and out, and accepted that no one in this world could complete us in a way we do each other. When Mr. B and I started this relationship, we had nothing in common. ZIP. ZERO. NADA.
I came from a middle-upper class background, Canadian born but Utah bred, crazy, busy, and constantly in search for my next adventure. Mr B was born and raised in the same small town in Southern Alberta, laid back, outdoorsy, with no plans to leave. We met in the fall of 2008, and for me it was love at first sight; for him it was "this american girl is crazy." Over the course of our relationship we fought, loved, cried, travelled, moved, say goodbye and tried again. We did it a little backwards and in May of 2011 I gave birth to our son Asher. We both decided that even though this beautiful boy was headed our way, we wanted to wait to get married. If only to MAKE SURE that we could offer everything our son deserves and more, and stay madly in love. Fast forward the following summer and we made our trip down the isle.
Over time we have found a lot of common ground, and I think when you work at a relationship and spend time together you also grow to love the things you weren't as fond of at the start. We now listen to SOME of the same music.. hahaha (he loves his AFI, Rise Against.. and I love my indie/hipster crap as he calls it.) We both love to spend time outside, to cook, to laugh, to watch films, and most of all we love to spend time with Asher. Mr B always make a point to make me laugh, which I need on a daily basis, and in return I always make him feel appreciated and loved, which is something that he really needs. Be goofy! Play, I mean really get on the floor and play. We always end up wrestling, or air fighting, laughing, just being silly and continue to remind each other how immature and awesome we are together. We compromise, and not just on a daily basis, but on an hourly basis. You learn quickly that being selfish is the fastest way to going from "I do" to "I don't." We are not perfect, and I hope we never are, because we continue to learn through our hardships, our mistakes, and we grow closer as each day passes. Do not strive to be "perfect," but strive to be perfect for each other, for your children, for yourself. Find your happy medium and call it a day! And don't forget to kiss. Kiss passionately, kiss often, always, always kiss.