Six Years

Brett and I have officially been together for an entire six years. Six beautiful, chaotic, messy, loving, tough years.

We got married 6 months to the day that I added him on Facebook. No lie, and definitely not on purpose.


I didn’t even see a future for myself with kids or a husband before I met him. I had reasons, but God had something else entirely in store for me. This life? I wouldn’t trade it for the world.

We’ve been through so much in such a short time. It feels more like 15 to 20 years in such a small window frame. We’ve endured loss, brought life into this world together successfully 3 times, he’s handled my outbursts wonderfully, and I honestly wouldn’t want to do this with anyone else. There have been struggles, but also many more triumphs and successes. He’s the very best dad that these kiddo’s could have ever been blessed with.


We don’t always agree, or see eye to eye, and we both fall short at one time or another. Regardless, in six years, he hasn’t called me a name (not even jokingly), raised his voice at me, and still refuses to fight with me. I’m not sure what I’d do if he ever did, though. The most he does is remind me that I’m the reason we can’t have nice things, and that’s because I honestly break everything I touch without even trying. Oops.

He gives me grace, patience, and a more optimistic view on life and the weather when it’s raining. He holds me up when I can’t stand on my own, and he loves our family more than I can ever express to another person. He is my other half.


If you want a marriage to survive you can’t focus on the flaws and the downfalls, the struggles and the tough times. You have to put your faith and trust in not only your partner, but God to help guide and lead you both down the rights paths He’s paved just for you.

I cannot wait to see what the future holds for us, our little people, our family. God has so many grand things coming our way, and I’m ready to trek on with Brett by my side.


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