Three Years!

I'm proud to say that today I have been married to a wonderful man for three eventful years! Now onto my blog post...
I think honesty is like word vomiting. Once you start it's hard to stop, but you feel so much better afterward! So today I'll share another not-so-pretty part of myself- but certainly a part that has God's fingerprints all over it!
I got pregnant at 18, a fact that's rather hard to hide. After I got pregnant my life went into a whirlwind. At 21 weeks into my pregnancy I was faced with the choice of a partial birth abortion, or endangering my health, and, in all probability, still losing the baby. I chose a third option, to cling to my faith. The outcome: Korinne. But that's a story for another day. Six weeks later I had kidney surgery, a week later I started a grueling regimen of high doses of prednisone. During this time, Kevin was working full time, and going to school full time. During the few and far between moments we had together, I was usually getting some sleep while he took care of our newborn.
Then came our wedding day, when I realized I was marrying a stranger.
It was ok at first, because he worked at night and slept all day, and I slept at night and took care of Korinne all day. Our paths crossed over dinner.
It was then that I got on my knees. Was this going to work? Were we too hasty in marrying because we had a baby?
Nine months after we were married we had 2 children and Kevin was laid off, and I was facing another surgery. It was hard. But in the midst of all the chaos, we found each other again. I am painfully stubborn and fiercely independent. I hate asking for help, and rarely do. There's something so humbling having to rely on another person to do simple things like washing your hair. There's something so beautiful about a husband who does those things without being asked. After my emergency c section, and several weeks later, total thyroidectomy, my husband was there for me in every way I needed him. I had to sleep on a recliner, so he slept beside me on the floor instead of in our bed. He was so loving and kind.
In our time of difficulties and chaos, God brought our hearts back together, and created love out of something that could have been a disaster. I can honestly say I love my husband now more then the day we were married.
Marriage is beautiful. Marriage is hard work. Love is a choice, and it's so worth it.