I was going through my blog last evening, and viewing some of my posts. Of course I had to go back and read my wedding post. I seem to do that quite a bit and each and every time I do view it, a smile at the memories is brought to my face.
Justin was sitting with me last night while I was reading it. I couldn't help but ask him again exactly what his feelings and emotions were in this and that picture. He answered saying happiness and anxiousness were his feelings. I stopped and thought about how I felt that day, and my thoughts were much the same, except maybe a bit more extreme. ;)
Excitement at finally saying "I Do" to my prince charming was a huge emotion. But there were so many others that day. Like sadness, joy, and reflection. One minute I was flying high on cloud nine, and the next I was balling my eyes out! I won't even hesitate in saying I could have been diagnosed with bipolar disorder that day.
I shared with Justin how I felt that day. And he put those feelings in one word: bittersweet.
Bittersweet: adj. 1. tasting of or being a mixture of bitterness and sweetness. 2. Pleasant but tinged with sadness
I never really thought that would be how I would feel on my wedding day. And the past four months that we have been married have felt a bit the same.
For the first time in my life, I am not living with my mama, my daddy, my sister, or my brother.
My mom's good morning is not the first thing I hear when I wake up. I don't hug my daddy good night. I don't stay up till midnight sharing memories and secrets with my sister. I can't take time out of the middle of the day to play a game with my brother. I'm not there to help them with daily chores and share in their joys and heartaches. And some days it brings tears to my eyes.
I love being married. I love waking up and seeing my husbands eyes smiling right beside me. I love cooking, cleaning, laughing, and sharing life with my husband. And I wouldn't change a moment of it.
It's just been a HUGE adjustment, living with my husband away from my parents. But it is what I am called to do. It's called leaving and cleaving. And it is so much harder than I EVER dreamed it would be.
But thankfully the LORD has helped me through it. It's only by HIS mercy and grace I have been able to start to adapt to this new way of life.
And I will say I am so very blessed in the fact I only live about 15 minutes from my parents. And I am blessed in the fact I am able to go visit them pretty often (maybe everyday or every other day). ;D
So to all you unmarried out there. Treasure your time with family. It is truly precious.
And remember, GOD is so good, ALL the time! And I am so very thankful for that fact! :D
Well, I better get off here. Justin will be home from work soon, and supper is waiting to be cooked.
Oh I just love being married to that man... :D
Have a wonderfully blessed day everyone! Thanks for stopping by!