I had no idea what I was getting into when I married my husband seven years ago at the young age of 21. I had grown up watching my parents hold hands and dance in the kitchen, and I rarely ever saw them argue. I read books about being a Godly woman and felt confident I had what it took to be a great wife. (How naïve and proud was I?) I thought I was prepared… but boy, was I wrong!
I didn’t realize how much pressure I was putting on myself and on my husband to be perfect for one another. I wish it hadn’t taken painful conversations and times of heartache for me to accept the following:
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