Indifference equals hatred. Wow. That is a strong statement. But I think it is a true one. Our pastor said this in a message recently and it jumped out at me because while I know our marriage has a lot of issues, indifference is not one of them. Now, I may tell my spouse I…
After my mom’s recent post on diffusing a fight, I got to thinking about things I’ve learned from our arguments over the past few years. Both Kyle and I tend to get grumpiest when we’re stressed. That’s generally when small things appear big, we make a big deal out of things that aren’t, and arguments are…
Have you ever had a disagreement with your spouse that seemed impossible to resolve? You know, those times when you are not on the same page, and there is no clear resolution in sight. It’s easy to let things get heated and suddenly a small issue becomes a huge issue. Then you both dig your…
I would like to fill you in on a little secret. I am in no way qualified to write on this blog. Sometimes, I feel like I am in no way qualified to be married! I am sure if you are at all close to me, you have wondered why I have a marriage blog…
Why does it feel so good to be right? Scott and I aren’t exactly passive people. We are expert arguers. Ask anyone who has spent time with us. It’s like our very own debate club that nobody wants to be a part of. I tell myself that we’re just outgoing and vocal, but really we…
Kyle and I are coming up on our first anniversary this week. When we got married, I knew that we were embarking on a wonderful, challenging, and rewarding journey, but I honestly had no idea what to expect. I’ve learned a lot this year; mostly the hard way. Here are the three most important lessons…
I recently talked with a couple who have been married for over forty years. I asked them to please tell me their secret to their success. The wife told me instantly, “We formed a small of circle of close friends right away, and we help each other through everything.” The husband nodded in agreement. Marriages are…
Recently Kyle and I got into a heated argument. And to be quite honest, it was over something so miniscule that I can’t even remember why we were arguing. What I do remember is that around 11 p.m. I looked at the clock and realized that we had been fighting for three hours already. My…