Last week my husband, Kyle, and I celebrated nine years of perfect wedded bliss. We’ve never had an argument or struggle. We get along perfectly well and have every single thing in common. And now we’re bored. to. death.
Thankfully, that’s not the case. There’s not much boredom around here. But, truthfully, our marriage is perfect. Perfect because we do disagree, we do struggle, and we have only a few common interests. It’s through these imperfections that we’re being made perfect.
It’s in the differences that we learn more about each other and who we are as individuals.