Today Stacy and I are celebrating our 3rd wedding anniversary. We have been together for 7 years!
What is marriage? What should it look like?
Truth, I think there is no model. I think it’s based on so many things. I think every single marriage in this world looks different. But I also know, I love the way mine looks.
How well I am able to love my husband, is a direct reflection on how well I love myself. In a relationship it’s so important to love one’s self. That might mean healing wounds from a past relationships. Healing from a form of abuse. Maybe releasing/healing insecurities. Being true to who I am, and not moulding into what I think someone wants me to be. Discovering who I am continually, having someone accept that, and be willing to join him on his journey.
Self love has been a work in progress for me lately, opening up new boxes. Really taking time for me. It means that I’ve put a little less focus on him. I know he feels it, but I also know he’s not concerned because we talk about what I’m going through. He listens. He cares.
We are both ever changing, and growing on our own as individuals. We love watching each other grow. It’s beautiful. I can’t wait for the next big thing for him. He’s capable of such great things, and touching peoples lives. He pours more passion into everything he commits to, than any one I’ve ever met.
Inspiration. I’ve found it in Stacy. He’s not afraid to try anything. From jumping off of a building on a movie set, to sleeping under the starts out in the wild chasing sasquatch, he won’t let anything get in his way. Not judgement. Not fear. Not physical set backs. If he wants it, he gets it. Isn’t that a great way to live?
Believing in someone. And knowing they believe in you too. His words infuse confidence in me. He believes in me. Truly. He pushes me forward when I have an idea. His support is always there, 100% of the time. And It’ reciprocated.
Laughter is honestly, is what first attracted me to him. I’ve never laughed so hard in my life. Daily! It’s so good for the soul.
Lovers first. We are always lovers first. When we are not lovers, we are best of friends. knowing that I have a best friend to come home to at the end of every day makes life easy. I’m not worried about coming home and being judged, shamed, feeling like a live in a space that’s not mine or ours. It’s pure freedom.
Vulnerability. Being able to open my heart and wholly let him in is the most vulnerable thing I’ve ever done. At first, this was a challenge. I was falling in love so fast, and I was scared. There had been past relationships that caused lots of heartache, and I needed recovery and healing from them. I’ve been able to do that because he earned my trust, and we have gone down the path of healing together. For that I am blessed.
So marriage, to me, is knowing there is always time for self love. Having someone who inspires and challenges me to become my greater self. It’s having a lover, and a best friend. It’s having an unbreakable support system that at times, may crack a little, but those are just symbolic of the challenges we overcome. Worlds colliding. Different belief systems that are instilled upon two individuals, coming together and tying to figure out how to exist together-and separately.
It’s beautiful, and hard, and beautiful again.
It’s so much more, than I ever could have imagined. It’s so different that the picture I always had in my head.
That, to me, is true love!
I will love you without judgement because you do the same for me.
I will love you for who you grow to become because you love me through my growth.
I promise to always give you freedom. Thank you for mine.
Growing older with you is fun, and I vow to continue to keep it that way.
I will always try to inspire you. Because you inspire me, to be the higher me.
I will challenge you. In life, love, friendship and spirituality. I will rise to your challenges too.
We’ve gotten through some of the toughest challenges. We find the lessons. We find the messages.
The message that stands out the most, is that LOVE can heal all things. Love is strong.
I still DO.
#ESMEINK Journal Entry by Lise-Marie Johnson