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The Wife Life: A Blog Series

So, I was compelled to start this series because I want to be happily married till death do us part.  I am thrilled by the opportunity to live this journey with my favorite person - you know, newlywed stuff.  I wanted to find a way to bottle this time of my life, with my husband, and hold onto it, for the rest of our lives.  He's such a wonderful man!  

We all know that there are ups and downs in life, and marriage is no different.  But it's worth it.  And if you ever questioned that, here is a final declaration - Yes!  It's worth it.  

I'm writing this to myself in 5,10, 20 years. I'm writing this to my mom, my best friend, my sister, and my fellow wives.  You have been in my shoes and I will be in yours, let us help one another safely through this journey.  And let's have some fun while doing it!! I am convinced, with what I see on tv and in movies, that marriage is under attack.  Marriage is always on the defense from the onslaught of bad jokes, dying sex lives, boring daily monotony, and cliche infidelities.  Is it true because that's what we see?  Or is it force-fed to us until perception becomes reality?  

Without getting too abstract, I'll boldly say this: I know a ton of married people, who are happy and enjoying being married.  They don't live perfect lives but they live beautiful ones, with scars that have healed and stories that bring tears of joy and strength that only tenacity through difficulty can yield.  They don't sugar coat it because it's already sweet.  And I am in this group.  I invite you to laugh with me, cry with me, pray with me, and go shopping with me.  We'll talk about kettle bells and kegel balls.  Keeping it sexy and keeping God first. When to speak up and when to shut up (which is more often than you might think).  

My mom shared this saying with me: "The same thing it took to get your baby hooked, is the same thing you have to do to keep him."   Ha!  Sounds exhausting.  But that's why I stay prayed up, weaved up and made up.  Because when he fell for me, I was a Bible toting, long hair swinging, make-up slaying beautiful black woman, and I intend to stay that way.  

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