At the end of the day, I just want to be home.
Okay guys, I promise I will be more on top of this as we finish out the year! If you’re just now joining, welcome! I have been posting once a month into our first year of marriage about anything and everything that we learned or experienced in that month. It’s been so much fun reflecting and sharing with y’all! We just got super busy at the end of summer and did not make enough time for this! So, here we go! This is posting for September 5th. Our Nine Months (October 5th), will be posted in about a week! Then I will be all caught up by November 5th for Ten Months! *phew*
In our eighth month, there was so much going on, so many decisions to be made, a few minor and major life changes and just over all a lot of conversations to be had! We get asked a lot, what’s your favorite thing about each other or what do you love most about one another. And my forever answer is exactly what this whole month was about for me…
He feels like home.
When Marcus and I met, I was a scared little freshman far away from home and no familiar faces in college. For a girl who has only lived in the same city her whole life and is very close with her family, this transition was HUGE! Marcus instantly became a friend, a friend that helped me get groceries, helped me organize my classes, teach me where things were on campus and all around town. He became my best friend and then of course a love grew from there. But in such a foreign place to me, where people weren’t always so nice and the college experience wasn’t exactly like the rest of my friends from home, he had this instant feeling around him that made me at ease. I was safe and I was loved and that’s what home is for me.
While I have lived away from my parents for a while now, being this distant from them was new to me. There’s no more “end of the semester return” or “holiday break”. It’s real life now. After we got married, I kept waiting for that breaking point, the point where I had had enough of being so far away or done with trying to figure out life up here, commuting, construction, directions, etc. but it never really came. It was a weird grown up feeling of, he is your home now and that’s okay. I had my weak moments don’t you worry but I guess I was expecting a different feeling. But it’s kinda nice when the scary thing you were dreading doesn’t happen you know?
In this month, when facing those tough decisions and new adventures, while some were exciting, it was still change, which is not my strongest suit. Marcus remained calm. He was so patient with me in preparing my heart for these things. He helped answer all of my questions and walked me through every worst case scenario my anxiety brain was coming up with. Where I am weak, he is strong and vice versa. That’s exactly what home feels like to me.
This doesn’t mean he is perfect, and it definitely doesn’t mean that I’m perfect either. But together we can balance each other out and I think that’s what makes any relationship so special. Everyone has something to bring to the table and together that becomes your “home”.
This was one of my favorite posts to write, I hope you all enjoyed or related to it and maybe learned a little bit more about us! Until next week!