In life I can get so tired of the process part of things and the in between. Like, Jesus how much longer am I gonna have to do this? Can you give me a timeline so I know when this season is going to end? Then I saw a line somewhere on Instagram that said, Marriage takes endurance. That really struck me. It struck me because I can easily think this waiting/limbo place is just a circumstantial phase and not an indispensible exercise. It so easy to think that while you’re waitin

I love Disney- the theme park, music, and movies. I’d be lying to say that obsessively watching the movies didn’t give me skewed expectations of relationships and marriage. As a kid, I recognized the ‘happily ever after’ came through marrying into it. All I was waiting on was the perfect guy to stumble on by. It’s not like I didn’t read the directions: For a fulfilling life, just add life-sized helping of marriage to the perfect man. And voila, fulfillment a la’ carte. Needle