A year. 12 months. 365 days.
I had been meaning to write a post about our first year of marriage that would go live on our anniversary, but that obviously didn’t happen. That’s ok though…which seems to be my mantra these days. Trying to figure myself a little more I suppose. But here I am now, with a year in review if you will. I would like to entitle this “what I learned this year”. Kinda like you used to have to write compositions in school 
This year has been a lot of things. Not 1 month after we came home from our honeymoon, I was off to California for my biggest onsite of the year. I wouldn’t have normally thought traveling so soon would have been all that bad, but it started out what (still is) a crazy year in itself. A year that has proven to push me even further to my wits end. But that’s a post for another time.
We made it through November, and somewhere in there we began looking at houses. Don’t ask me how, you’d have to ask the boy I let him, even encouraged his “little whim”…oh the things we do when we’re not paying attention
We purchased our first home, and despite a stupid mix-up with the mortgage company that delayed the closing, and a melt down by me, it all came together. I still cannot believe we moved in and then turned around and drove to Mississippi. Oy.
We celebrated Thanksgiving with much family, and I must admit it sort of spoiled me. Oh how beautiful to have so much family so close would be (says the girl who’s family is Not ). My parents and baby brother finally got to their first Ole Miss game, and there was much joy (and a little delusion, I was overwhelmed by the move).
We spent our first Christmas together, and our first Christmas alone. I will admit, I was in a bit of a fog.l
I successfully made it through CES as the lead, and the boy took his own lead getting the house settled. I will totally admit it, I shut down and the boy trudged on. Normally I would have had the winter to relax…hahahahaha.
Anyway
We made it through the spring, through our first death in the family. But with that, I had a bit of an eyeopening personal experience, and eve nthough we had to miss one of my best friend’s birthday party, we were able to party with our twin niece and nephew for their 2nd birthday. Let me tell you what, that’s alotta work all those kids
We enjoyed the summer, having the boy travel with me to Philly and come to the Gaylord National for jobs. We celebrated the 4th with our annual TUBIN’! trip, and lazing around the Barnharts pool. And of course we added to our little family with our boy Archie.
We dealt with a scary first few days with the pupper, and I had a “flashforward” if you will of standing in a (human) ER one day rocking our baby leaning on him as I did that first night.
We were blessed to be able to spend our anniversary in Boston. A great trip that’s left me a bit gimpy
Somewhere along the way, I came to realize that the it isn’t htat the boy doesn’t CARE about what I do or is unimpressed by it, but rather to him it’s more important how I handle myself and how I do whatever “it” is than the fact that I’m a meeting and event planner.
That putting your family first is apparently easier said than done for a work-aholic.
My husband is brutally honest (especially when it comes to how I’m like my mom). But I’m learning that A.) that doesn’t mean he’s trying to be critical of me and B.) it can be a good thing
Marriage is hard. Even if you lived together beforehand forever is a long time. And as it turns out, I freak out easily. Go figure
I’ve also learned that I’m a passionate person which means when I’m angry I LIKE to yell The boy is calm, which only pushes me more.
But he’s also very forgiving.
I’ve learned that while anniversary’s are important, that doesn’t make the other 364 days a year you spend together any less important.
My husband pushes me, and that can be a good thing.
As it turns out, when there is someone I can trust to lean on, I tend to lean a lot. For example, had it just been me I’d have been all over unpacking the house b/c I had to. But he was shouldering the load. Now I just have to learn to manage how much leaning I do.
I’m a very blessed lady.
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