I cannot express how much I would like to strangle my husband. Do not misunderstand me; he is a great guy, loves Jesus, loves me unconditionally, and well… very attractive. But, he really knows how to get under my skin. One moment we are running an errand happily, then, miscommunication happens and the vibe goes bad. Yeah, if you are married, you know how that goes. It is not that you don’t love that person with your every fiber and being, its well… you are human and sometimes think everyone is on your wave length. When I say “your”, I mean “my” wavelength, thought, track of mind.
I have been trying to get a grasp on what I think my “reality” should be vs. what it really is. I grew up thinking that grand gestures should be the only way to get back into my good graces, or extreme romantic dates are the way to win a woman heart, well at least that is what every movie taught me. I was just sort of devastated the first year of marriage. In my head all these things were supposed to happen to me; I was supposed to get flowers every week, and the love my husband had for me was supposed to me professed to me in front of our friends, on top of that, the house was going to be clean because he wanted to make me happy with acts of service. Little did I know, that is not what love is about.
Love is when someone is SO angry with you, and you are being so ridiculous, although you just bought groceries, you want nothing that you bought, and they willingly go get you what you want to eat. Let’s be real, food is a key to anyone’s heart. Love is when you could be celebrating and having an amazing time with friends and family, you stay back and hold your sick significant other, and let them even drool on you in their sickly sleep. Love is working hard daily to make sure you provide shelter, food, and welcoming place to come home to. Love is not always giving in to what the other person wants, because sometimes you know what is best for them, even when they can’t see it. Love is even when you know you are 110% right, you know it is not worth jabbing at the other person to prove you are right.
I sometimes tell my husband a hundred times a day “I love you”, and no I am not exaggerating, I do, do that, it is a little overbearing. The first time my husband decided he wanted to tell me he loved me before we got engaged, he kissed me ever so sweetly, then looked me directly in the eyes and said “Tabitha, I really love you”. My response should have been a smile, with my eyes twinkling, and saying “I love you too!”, but it wasn’t. I just smiled and said “OKAY”. Okay? What in the heck is wrong with me. I think in that moment I was just trying to wrap my head around what just happened. I knew in my heart I was going to marry this man but I just couldn’t express correctly.
I have to continually remind myself of 1 Corinthians 13 verses, I know I am not a perfect wife. I will never be, so I definitely should not have the expectation of my husband. I encourage you to truly love you spouse in a way that others cannot. To honor them, love them; adore them, ESPECIALLY when it is not easy. That is when it counts the most.
1 Corinthians 13:4-8 (NIV)
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.
Here is one of the weddings I got to shoot in 2016, this adorable couple only had a reception to celebrate their big day with everyone, lots of dancing, games, and an awesome photo booth, hope you enjoy! Special thanks to Studio Carre for all her help and support.