Yes, it's hard to admit out loud but the truth is I have problems with my attitude.

For some, they demonstrate their attitudes with cruel words or loud arguments. For me, I go inward when I get my attitude. I retreat inwardly and I stew. This is not healthy. It is of vital importance that I speak about the things that bother me even if they may be uncomfortable. I remember my parents saying to me as a child and adolescent that I always had this attitude. Of course I thought that they were wrong and were simply trying to "control me!" Ha! I was even delusional enough to believe that many of my past issues in relationships had to do with "the other person." If he would just "act right" then I wouldn't have to stew silently, give the cold shoulder and respond to the question of what's wrong, with the classic response...nothing.

My immaturity to acknowledge that my attitude isn't always the most pleasant will leave me stunted in my emotional growth. No matter how much I may resist this truth it must be spoken out loud; it must be told in order to start the process of change. What a better mother I will be and an even better daughter, sister and wife! What will go with my attitude will be the arrogance that comes in thinking my emotional state is the only reality,the only way of processing the situation. But when I lose the attitude and with it the arrogance I am free to see the truth and the love in any situation.

Yes, my name is Egypt and I've had more attitudes than I care to admit. But today I start anew, one day at a time until this part of my personality dissolves....

A Fun Day at Piedmont Park

The best kids in the world!

Safi our 14 year old teenager with a sarcastic sense of humor...(left)
Kemet our 10 year old outgoing and precocious daughter...(far right)
Yahoshua our 11 year old relentless negotiator...(middle)

Our SKY team...our reasons for striving to be the best versions of ourselves possible!

Contradictions

I’m a blind man that sees
I’m an atheist that believes
I’m a temperature that can freeze over 90 degrees

I’m a lie that tells truth
I’m evidence with no proof

I’m a woman that keeps quiet
I’m a peace rally that starts riots

I’m a public speaker that’s a mute
I’m an anti-gun activist that still shoots
I snipe people from the roof
And date a celibate prostitute

I’m a walking paraplegic
I’m a healthy obese bulimic

I’m an over weight gymnast
I’m a misogynistic feminist

I live my life forward
Like Revelations to Genesis

I’m an anti-social extrovert
I’m a nun in a mini skirt
I’m homeless and over worked

I’m high when I’m low
I speed up to go slow
I never keep promises
But I promise to let you know

I’m a midget that’s 6 feet
I’m a healthy heart that doesn’t beat
I’m forgotten history that didn’t repeat
I’m a narcoleptic that can’t sleep

I’m politician that’s truthful
I’m a president that useful

I’m an asthmatic that’s long winded
I’m stingy but quick to lend it
I’m hyper-sensitive so speak your mind and I won’t get offended

I’m aggressively passive
I’m the government that speaks truth to the masses
I’m a relationship that’s built on lies and deceit that lasts

I continue to feed negative thoughts so they can get weaker
I put lemons in water to make it sweeter
I’m a practical family man so I bought a two seater

I rap and expect it not to influence people
I glorify money in videos and tell kids it’s the root of all evil

I give you advice that I don’t follow
Then turn around and tell you pride is something you should swallow
I keep giving money to my alcoholic uncle to persuade him to get off the bottle

I want people to give me what I’m not willing to give in return
I continue to make the same mistakes but I look at you shaking my head because you're a person that never learns

I’m a Christian who gives Satan too much credit
I’m highly favored in the lord but my life style is pathetic

I’m a religion that believes only those in my faith will be saved
I pastor a church but can’t teach my kids how to behave

I see the good in all people but I faithful doubt their trust
I’m consistently inconsistent

I’m the contradiction in all of us….

Hotep Nuri©

Life has it's ups and downs. I try to focus on the positive aspects of experiences but sometimes things get overwhelming. I have a lot of fun at home with my husband and son and try to share those moments on this blog. The reality is that it's not always going to be fun and maybe a tear will be shed and feelings can get hurt.

Being a blended family means commitment to making things....blend. My son and I have been alone for years before my husband became an integral part of our life. The norm has been my discipline style, my expectations and my routine with my son, Yums. But getting married, and even before we got married, my husband took the responsibility of treating Yums as  his own. While this is fantastic it also comes with the responsibility of discipline and boundaries and being firm when necessary. Sometimes Yums doesn't mind this and at other times it's a battle.

This comes with being a family though. It's a part of the blending process. Things aren't going to go smoothly all of the time but if we continue to work on combining/blending our family, eventually we'll get the lumps and the bumps mostly out. As with anything that is put in a blender it takes a few different speeds and the addition of different ingredients to create the perfect concoction..whether that is a smoothie or a cold slushy drink. With us it will take a few experiences, different trials, some tears along the way and the most important ingredient....love to blend to our perfection.

Everyday offers a new opportunity to try again.

• i was born in st.croix which is in the united states virgin islands
• i've attended private schools [all seventh day adventist] from 1st grade through my 4 years of college.
• the first time i kissed a boy i was 17!
• and then didn't kiss another boy until i was 18 [i was a dork!]
• my middle name is elizabeth.
• when i was an infant i stayed with my grandmother in antigua because i was so sick.
• i got hit by a car at age 6 or 7 while walking home from the pool with my sisters.
• my son was born at home; he was delivered by his grandmother.
• i still don't know how to swim despite growing up on an island.
• i'm terrified of lizards....despite growing up on an island.
• my bestie and i used to drink zimas and smoke cigarettes in parking lots when we were in college.
• when i was little i wanted to be a fireman when i grew up.
• i'm the middle of three girls.
• i have the best parents in the world [but somehow didn't realize this until my late 20's]
• my parents have been married for 40 years and my mom still calls my dad "sweetheart"
• my dad told me when i was two he knew i'd be a hellraiser.
• i've been to egypt and israel but was too immature to appreciate the trip.
• when i'm tipsy i giggle and talk too much.
• i can.not.dance.to.save.my.life. [but in my head i'm the greatest choreographer ever].
• i love deeply.
• overly opionated people are annoying
• if i could, i'd use the word "douche" in every sentence.
• i cry very easily.
• my husband says i'm the most sensitive person he knows.
• i love corny shows...like "The Office", "Always Sunny in Philadelphia", "Curb Your Enthusiasm" and "Eastbound and Down"
• i'd rather buy a dress than pay a bill......[but i don't!]
• i have the best mother in law in the world! she rocks!!!!!!
• i am dying to visit seattle.
• my ideal job would be in interior decorating.
• i hope i'm married to my husband until we're both in depends and dentures
• i plan to be sexy at 75.
• i have three tatoos [i want two one more]
• i have three children.
• i'd like love to have one more.
• i've been vegetarian since age 19.
• i'm only vegetarian because i have a very vivid imagination.
• i haven't had a perm since age 19.
• i still don't know what to do with my natural hair.
• my mother is a published author of two books.
• my older sister is a doctor.
• my dad is also a doctor.
• my younger sister is getting her doctoral degree.
• if i could i would sell sea shells at the sea shore in st.croix.

After a long day... An overwhelmingly long and draining day one must find refuge. And at times my refuge is in a glass or three  of Moscato or Riesling or my favorite, Seven Daughters. And if it weren't for my glass or bottle of said wine I may completely nut up and find comfort in the wonderful arms of  genuine psychosis! There are days like that and today very well may have been one of those days!

But as always and in everything I give thanks.Without my job that drives me insane I'd be a bag lady at your local supermarket or an exotic entertainer at a nearby Senior Citizens Center. So I'm grateful that I can work in the comfort of my home for my 8 hour shift. I can see my son off to school in the morning and be here when he gets off of the bus in the afternoon. If I didn't have my 11 year who knows absolutely everything, is never wrong about anything and at times has the negotiation skills of Johnny Cochran, I wouldn't be a mother. And for me being a mother has been the best thing that has happened. Period. So I embrace his early puberty with thankfulness and pray for the patience to endure all that his adolescence may have for me!

I am grateful. I am blessed to have my home, a warm bed to snuggle in at night; plenty of food to eat and a family that I'd do anything for and who would do anything for me. As always, God is good.

All in all, Life is Good....and all the more better with some  moscato!

In no way am I the video vixen, Superhead. And by no means do I have what it takes to be on a XXX porn star but when you have a wonderful man in your life you may need to get out your red pumps, fishnets and alter ego...Hot Coffee!

I realize that the proper care and feeding of my husband comes in many forms. It's important for me to listen and communicate with him. It's necessary to rub his back and keep our home clean. He loves when I make his favorite dishes and attempt new ones; and we wouldn't have a marriage if I didn't respect him and trust him. But it's also important for me to care for him.....make sure he is well fed and nurtured sexually. Of course this is taboo for me to be writing about so brazenly on this blog but I think it's important. After all, you get married with the intention to spend the rest of your life with this person, right? So why not make and keep it interesting!

The men we marry and love should want for nothing sexually. I don't condone doing things that go against your moral principles and values but  I do suggest breaking out of your comfort zone and keeping a smile on his face. He may enjoy looking at you as you undress after a long day of work...allow him that pleasure. Or he may fantasize about you with nothing but those black panties and a fresh pedicure....give him that fantasy. 

Keep him seduced and longing. Let him know that you want him not because "you should" and "it's expected of you" but because you desire him. Take a class on fellatio if you're no good at it. Discover what kind of lingerie he likes and invest in it. Read a book on Kama Sutra or Tantric Sex and discover new ways of making love together.

I want my husband to feel just how safe and secure he makes me feel and one way I can do this is by making sure he feels safe and secure sexually. He doesn't have to beg; he shouldn't have to wait until "I feel like it." It shouldn't be a monthly chore just to get him off of my back. After all, I don't have to wait for him to tell me I'm pretty; I don't have to hope he'll help me with my son or around the home. I don't have to hope he'll provide, protect and be faithful to me.  He does all of these things because he wants me to know that he loves me.

And I keep it sexy because I love him.

As I tucked my son in bed and kissed him goodnight last night he said....

when you smile it lights up the whole world.

It doesn't get any better than that for me.....

That's right. That wasn't a misprint. My husband loves me the way I LOVE a tall soy caramel machiatto from Starbucks. I really enjoy a good cup of coffee but I adore my tall soy caramel machiatto! There is nothing in the world like it to me. I don't need it in a larger size...I don't need it with a different type of milk. The way I order it is the way I like it and it's perfect to me.

Today as my husband looked at me doing my usual goofy antics and making my routine corny jokes I realized..this man loves me. Like he really loves me just the way I am. We laughed together and he listed all of the things that he laughs at me about.....my over dramatic expressions...my clutziness....my inability to use the bathroom without turning the water on...my extreme paranoia about natural bodily functions...the fake falsetto voice I try to carry a tune in...my two left feet that finds it hard to catch a beat...

And he adores me.

I'm his tall soy caramel machiatto. I'm perfect for him. I'm made exactly the way he likes it. There is no other that he'd rather have.

Just Me.
Just the way I am.

I need a detox. A good cleaning. Something that will scrub out all decay and extra waste and leave me squeaky clean. I need something that will require committment and time. I want a detox that will leave me feeling 10 pounds lighter.

I need to detox my mind.

From foolishness.
and worry.
from insecurity.
And unhappiness.

If I fill my mind with unhealthy information it becomes cluttered and a wasteland of toxic emotions and energy. But if I take the time to clean it out then I'm left with a new perspective and higher energy.

In order to detox my mind this week I plan to reduce my TV intake tremendously. Usually the TV is one while I'm working as white noise in the background. What's on though is usually a Judge show or the news. Neither are good for my sanity. I also plan to reduce my Internet browsing significantly. Sometimes too much of anything is not a good thing. So while I enjoy reading about natural hair and fashion, the overkill on my mind can lead to feelings of want and/or insecurity. I also plan to read nightly. Instead of watching something senseless to help me fall asleep I will pick up one of the many lovely books in my home.

What we put into our bodies comes out in one form or the other. What we put into our minds does the same thing. A healthy diet shows in glowing skin; a healthy mind diet shows in happiness. Inner happiness is the result of feeding your mind and spirit on a daily basis.

I'm up for this challenge to live a happier, brighter and light life....

Sunday evenings are my favorite day of the week. During this time the clothes have been washed and put away. The home smells like fabric softener. The kitchen is clean asides from dinner dishes. The candles are lit and the house smells like lavender, mango and a hit of nag champa here and there. Usually there is something old playing on the radio. Yes, the radio. Not the Ipod. Everyone is still and ready for the week to begin. I'm at peace although Monday morning looms around the corner. My son is at home and happy. He's had a good weekend with fresh memories. My husband is loving me and kissing me on the neck as we make dinner. All is well in my world.

But so am I. Selfish. For the longest time I wanted to blame this seemingly flawed but human trait on his father. He has to get that selfishness from him....of course. But he is selfish because I made him that way.

I have loved my son so hard that I gave to him at times without regard. For the most part he is an only child so I've given in to many whims and fancies because he was my baby boy. For a long time his chores were minimal and even then I didn't demand that he do them regularly. I was loving him; that was how I justified my misbehavior.

So when my 11 year old seems ungrateful and when he behaves selfishly I have to reflect on myself. At 11 years old he is my reflection. He behaves the way he's been raised. So if he behaves selfishly and without gratitude its because that's how he's been groomed.

How humbling and humiliating it is to admit this. But how necessary it is to make changes! I am responsible for who he will grow into. Every day I have to demand greatness from him and that may come at the expense of telling him NO and making sure he follows through with tasks. The best way that I can love him is to show him not in gifts and gadgets but in discipline. The only way he will learn about consequences and about boundaries is through his parents.

This is my task as his mother.



Anthropologie Dress


If I could, I would have a pretty dress for each day of the year. And I would wear each and every one of them too. From frilly sundresses with lady like petticoats underneath to warm sweater dresses that hug every curve and leave little to the imagination. I would live in a dress on a daily basis. I would do mundane tasks like grocery shopping and getting gas in something turquoise blue or sunshine yellow. Or maybe I'd go to the dentist in an aquamarine Maxi dress with a freshly painted pedicure. My regular yearly Pap Smear wouldn't be such a chore if what I wore was frilly. In my mind there is nothing better than a dress to make your day a little brighter....

This is my second marriage. The first one lasted for a tumultuous 4 years; 2 of which we actually lived together. He fathered my son, my wonderful 11 year old that I would give my heart to if he needed it. There was so much in that marriage that taught me. I loved hard and I learned hard and today I don't speak to him.


So in getting married for another time I became afraid. Although I've loved my husband for as far back as I've known him I was scared. I was terrified of the "what ifs". My what ifs were actual experiences for me. I knew what it felt like for a husband to leave. For him to declare he didn't want "to do this anymore." I knew the sound of a door closing for the last time. Those were real life experiences; not anxiety soaked fears.


I'm still a newlywed but in the following days of my nuptials I felt fear that this bad thing called divorce could happen again. I was struck by the fact that it.could.happen.again. And then what would I do? I let my fears hold me hostage for a few days and for no reason.


What I learned from my first marriage was that marriage actually takes work. Marriage actually takes forethought; it requires preparation. It isn't a dress rehearsal for someone you're having a good time with but you couldn't imagine having children with. It's being with someone and wishing you could bear their child, even if it meant 36 long hours of labor and stretch marks to your knees. It is forever. It demands that you trust each other.


Marriage makes you admit YOUR faults and shortcomings. It changes you. It requires that you actually like..not just love...your spouse. It is a decision. It is a choice. The kind of marriage you have is a daily choice. You are responsible for what your marriage looks like; how it grows; whether it flourishes and if it will die.

I also learned that marriage is actually fun. There should be private jokes between the two of you; times when you laugh so hard you almost pee on yourself. It's finding the silliness in each other and giggling at times when you shouldn't. It's having your best friend around all of the time with the perks of having sex with them! It's exploring and growing and learning....together.

I learned that. I had to remind myself that I learned these valuable lessons in my first marriage to help me understand what a marriage is and what I needed to do to achieve success. Throughout the past few weeks of being a Mrs my anxiety has subsided. Slowly but surely it is falling to the wayside. I realize that I have all the power in me to grow old with my Mr.

So on the topic of remarriage....use the lessons you learned. Forgive your spouse even though it is difficult. Let go of your painful memories. Grow into your new memories and embrace them. Be thankful for those experiences that helped you to become the spouse you are today. I have, and for this I am so grateful....

Random things I learned this week:

• I don't know everything.
• Marriage is hard work.
• Communication is verbal and non verbal.
• On line shopping can be addictive....
• Say what you mean. Say what you feel.
• Ice in the south equals a week out of school.
• Setting boundaries isn't a bad thing. Set them earlier rather than later.
• Forgiveness is.not.easy.
• Sometimes I'm moody.
• I dislike my husband's cell phone. but I'm working on this.
  
• Saying don't ever talk to me again in life is childish...even though it feels good in the moment.
• Our life plans don't always go as planned.
• TV is capable of rotting your brain.
• I could possibly have a caffeine addiction. Possibly....
• Student loans are like purgatory.
• I'm responsible for my son's mental, spiritual and academic growth. Period.
• I love my husband.
  

This is the picture my husband has saved as his screen saver on his phone. He says it's to remind him of the way i looked at him the day we were married...i hope I'm able to continue looking at him this way for years to come....

I work from home full time. I've been blessed to work in this position for about two years now. I work in the corporate field and until two years ago I had to drive nearly 100 miles round trip daily. It was horrible and I prayed daily for a change! When the opportunity to telecommute manifested itself I promised myself that I would limit my complaints about my job. After all, I was at home...full time!

Currently we are experiencing icy weather in the south. Many stores have been closed or closing early and the schools have been closed all week. My office has also been closed all week but for those of us who telecommute it's been business as usual! I've heard mumblings and rumblings about how unfair this is because we still have to work while those who actually drive to work have been off for days now...with pay.

Life is not fair. It just isn't. Things aren't always going to be balanced. Sometimes the pendulum will swing in our direction and sometimes it won't. Sometimes we'll want to pout and stomp our feet with the unfairness of it all and other times we'll bask in "how fair life is being to us in this moment."

Sometimes we just need to recognize that things won't always work out perfectly. They may not seem fair. But we have to be humble enough to recognize that there are times things work for our favor and may have others feeling that it's not fair. We teach this principal to our children all the time yet as grownups we tend to forget it.

It's ok to feel a slight twinge of jealousy or resentment or whatever when you feel something isn't right for you. But before you allow that thought to take hold and run wildly and loosely remember your blessings; the things you have and the opportunities you've been given. Spend that time being thankful and your blessings in life will continue to grow....life isn't always fair, but that's ok.

Please be patient with me as my posts may center around marriage and love. As a newyled this is such an exciting time in my life and my inspiration to write tends to come from this new experience. So in the spirit of marital bliss here goes....

This morning as my husband made breakfast I said a silent prayer to God thanking Him for this man. My husband and I met when he was 18 years old and I was 20. I knew when I met him that he would be my husband. Through the years of our friendship at times it didn't seem this would ever happen. Fast forward 17 years later and we got married after numerous experiences and a lot of growth for both of us.

My husband is a rare gem. He's one of the most patient people that I know. He's centered and balanced and tries his best to look at things from a positive point of view. He believes in healing relationships. He is amazing with children. He is fun to be around and will do anything for the people that he loves. He is a sensitive man. He is secure. He believes in self growth. He is committed to his committments. He is committed to me and the success of our marriage. I couldn't be more blessed to be his wife.

Guest post by my husband, Hotep.

Forgiveness

Never underestimate the power of forgiveness. When you forgive someone for what they have done it's allows healing and peace of mind to set in. In truth you are the one who primarily benefits from forgiving someone. A unforgiving spirit complicates life and stagnates our emotional and spiritual progression. It clouds our reasoning and stops our blessings. It unknowingly smothers truth and infects others causing them to pay for damages that they didn't create. We are held captive to a spirit that we do not have to own. We become prisoner's of our past and victim's of our present. Mark 11:25 and Luke 6:36 are examples in the bible that deals with the dangers of unforgiveness. Resentment, fear, misunderstanding,and confusion are all enemy's of the heart. In order to grow, we have to let go. Forgiving someone does not justify their deeds. It starts the healing process so we can take back control of our lives. I know it is easier said then done. This is why we need the Creator in the center of lives to show us how to properly forgive. In the Quran it states the Allah is the best of planners. (Sura 3:54). Who knows us better than the one who created us? There is nothing more powerful than a made up mind. (Sura 13:11) Ase!

Hotep Nuri

I truly believe that our thoughts are the catalyst for our reality. What we think, we become and what is real in our heads will manifest in our lives. As a newlywed I am learning the importance of caring for my thoughts and being mindful of the affect it can have on my marriage. I realized if I stopped in the moment of my thought, especially if it were a negative one, and asked myself the following questions then I could avert some funky situations. Here are the questions I ask myself:

What is my spouse’s intention?

Is this a worse case scenario thought?

What are some other possibilities?

If you were in this position how would you handle it?

Does this need to be discussed? Does a boundary need to be established?

What is your intention?

Will you React in Fear or Respond in Love?

And then I remind myself that the journey is not in the destination but in all of the beautiful meandering paths it takes to get there. Enjoy it…..

I have a few ideas floating around for my blog this year. To begin I'd like to commit to blogging on a daily basis. In the beginning, as with most things I found this easy to do but then stopped. I want to make a committment to blog at least one thing each day....I'm also thinking of having some guest posts on a weekly basis and incorporating more pictures. I'm really bad about taking pictures of myself, much less posting them but I'd like to start that this year. I've thought of changing the name of this blog but that's still up in the air [my Gemini indecisive tendencies!] I'm a bit late in the new year to make these resolutions but I'd like to challenge myself....here we go.....

Since I've been missing in action I've spent tons of time persuing blogs on everything from love and family to fashion. Since I've been working from home full time for the past 2 years my style has been incredibly low key and "dowdy." I haven't had many opportunities to get glammed up and shine and looking at the creativity of many fashion bloggers has been the highlight of many a "sweat pants day!" In that time I've gotten acquainted and lusted over the following stores and blogs...

• Anthropologie! This is by far my most expensive obsession. I spend hours perusing the soft dresses and sweaters. I stalk the sales. I am over the top in love with their selections!
• Forever 21. Really? Inexpensive clothes and jewelry? I couldn't ask for more..seriously.
• Modcloth. Again, another complete lust! The clothing is vintage, well priced and oh so unique.
• Natural hair blogs. Now although I've been natural for over 17 years or so and loc'd for almost that long it seems I'm really just learning about natural hair. The blogs out there are amazing and the products are inspiring.

I'm sure there are other things that are on my crush list but the above top my list currently. My pocket book has been a bit lighter over the past year and my husband has threatened to call "Intervention" on me but it has been fun exploring and shopping!

My then boyfriend and I had been talking about taking a quick trip away. He told me he wanted to take me Huntsville Alabama. He insisted that a few of his friends wanted to hang out with us so I agreed to go. Also, we met at college in Alabama so it was fun to go back to our first meeting place. The morning that we left to go I have to admit I wasn't in the mood to travel. I felt tired; a little moody and irritable and really just wanted to stay at home and sleep. Our quick 30 minute plane ride to Huntsville helped me to get my act together and once we landed he was kind enough to find the first Starbucks to really get me going! While we were in Starbucks he told me that one of his friends who he really wanted to see would be leaving shortly and we needed to meet with him as soon as possible. No big deal, I thought. On the way to his friend's home my boyfriend noticed a cop car. He mentioned it but I thought nothing of it. Shortly afterwards we were stopped by this cruiser. Again, no big deal. After all, what was the worst that could happen? A speeding ticket? So what! I was so wrong! After getting my boyfriend’s license he was told by the officers to get out of the car and turn around and he was handcuffed. He was told that he had an old warrant for his arrest for an old speeding ticket in Alabama . I was so upset! They took him to the police car, handcuffed, and placed him in the back. While I was trying to figure out what to do they informed me that I’d need to sign for his personal belongings he had on him..his cell phone and wallet. In my state of panic I was trying to ask the cops where I’d need to go to pay for his old ticket and what to do; they informed me that I REALLY needed to sign the form to get his belongings first. Ok..so I looked down to sign this form and it said.."Hotep wants to know will you marry him!” WHAT? After screaming and jumping up and down AND dropping the ring I said Yes! Now I could have killed him because I really thought he was being arrested but instead he had planned this all out with the help of a friend that's a cop!

When we returned home to Atlanta I didn't notice an unusual amount of cars near our home. My sister met us at the house with my son and I was just talking and laughing with them. When I eventually opened the door to our home it was packed with family and friends for a surprise engagement party!

I experienced so many emotions that day; from irritability in the morning to disbelief by that evening. It was truly an experience I'll never forget and showed me just how much he loved me and wanted to show everyone this love. Our journey started on this day...10.10.10...

So since my last post I've gotten married! My husband proposed to me on 10-10-10 in the most unusual and wonderful way and we tied the knot on 11-20-10! In planning our wedding we realized that we wanted to be married more than we wanted a wedding so we did our own unique version of eloping! With our children and a few family members and friends we went to a local park and said our vows. It was perfect and I've been blessed with the gift of an amazing husband!

I've been learning so much since getting married. I'm learning about myself in ways I couldn't have imagined. I'm learning about patience and kindness. I'm learning about selflessness and selfishness. I'm learning about committment. Sometimes I'm overwhelmed with it all; the magnitude of the committement that we made. But there's noone else I would rather go on this journey with. He is my mirror in almost every way and I imagine my reflection will only continue to get better as time goes on......