A Little Thing Called Love

Good morning! Happy November! Today is a very special day to me. It’s my anniversary! I have been thinking about this post for a while and am excited to share a little bit about Brett and I’s love story.

Today, we’re celebrating 8 years of marriage and we’ve been together for 12 years. Holy cow, that seems like an incredibly long time! Like when did I get this old, seriously? lol.

So, love. I have to admit, I found my love at a very young age. I was 18 years-old and heading to college when I entered this relationship. Some of you might be like “dang, that’s crazy, girl”….admittedly, many of my friends and family thought so as well.  However, this wasn’t just some random guy that I found. Brett and I grew up about 2 miles apart, in a very small town. He is 4 years older than me, so we were not in school together, but we definitely knew each other through friends. I always (Brett, do not get a big head) thought he was just the cutest! Anyway, I was fresh out of high school and some crazy high school-type relationships (you all know what I mean).  So, I was having the time of my life being free and single and then this guy calls me (when we’re separately on vacation with our families at the same destination at the same time, completely randomly…fate right). Anyway, we both got back home and had our first date shortly thereafter at the fair (told ya, small town).

We wanted to be “gangster”…as you can see we’re not very serious. 🙂

So, while it was really hard going off to college and remaining in a relationship, I was totally on board for many reasons. First, Brett was like no other guy I had ever dated, or knew in general. He is seriously one of a kind and I immediately was drawn to that. He makes me laugh every single day, and I’m beyond grateful for that. If there is one thing you need in life, it is someone to laugh at and with every day. We both have high stress occupations and coming home to a very low stress situation is always welcome. Plus, he loves animals (lol, you all know I need that in my life).

Second, we both love to travel the world. I knew I wanted to be with someone that loved to travel, and I found that. We have so many more places to visit on our list, but we have taken a trip (or 2 or 3) every year of our marriage. Our biggest one so far was to Ireland. It was the best trip of my life, and I cannot even describe the immense joy I have just thinking about it.

Lastly (but not least) we both put 100% in to this relationship. We work hard at it, but loving each other comes easy. I truly believe he is my lobster. 🙂 I have never ever had any doubts about that. He has taught me so much about life. He makes friends so easily and I’m just over here trying to calm down my anxiety, instead of getting out there. I worry so much, and he’s always there for me, to calm me down and be my buffer in social situations.

I’ll leave you with a little advice.  Marriage takes a lot of faith and hard work from both parties involved. Most of all though, be kind. Words hurt more than anything in relationships of any kind, so just be thoughtful and say a little prayer or count to 10 before spewing out something you might regret. Apologize when you’re wrong. Say “I love you” every single day. We don’t know our futures, but we know we have here and now, so love unconditionally.

honeymoon beach photo! (wishing I was there right now…)

 

xoxo, Nat

2 Replies to “A Little Thing Called Love”

  1. Wow! Can’t believe it’s been 8 years. And 12 since our NYC trip! Time sure does fly. Congratulations, you guys! And also, that’s some really great advice, Nat. Tucker and I are still figuring this marriage thing out, one day at a time, but we have found that laughter is definitely key. If you aren’t laughing, you aren’t living! 🙂

    1. Thanks! I know it’s been so long! I’m hopefully taking Brett to NYC next June! I’m super excited to get back there!❤️❤️

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