A faith-based blog about food, health, marriage and everything in between.
I fully believe that God designed marriage and that marriages were created to be a physical demonstration of God’s love for us. I love marriage. I love seeing marriages grow, thrive and overcome. The most difficult thing that I have had to overcome in my own marriage has been loneliness. In so many different ways, I expected to find others who I could join with that would be able to relate to me or that I could share in this adventure with. But I have struggled a long time to find that connection with many others, and being a young wife in the world I know that it can be lonely and a lot to navigate at times. This is a space devoted to helping you feel welcome, safe and understood. Through the trials, the joys, the hilarious moments and the growing seasons – you are not alone!
I’d be lying if I said that I haven’t been tip-toeing around this post for quite some time. Partly because I know a topic like losing friends can be almost like salt in the wound for some, and also partly because I’ve been trying to navigate it myself. But the more that I have talked to friends who have gotten married young, the more that a roaring response comes rolling in that shouts, “Yes, I lost friends, too! And I thought I was the only one!” Sweet friend, let me tell you – you aren’t the only one who lost friends when you got married. I did too. And you know what? It’s okay.
5 Reasons You Shouldn’t Be Afraid of Marrying Young
Starting Off Young
My husband and I were both 21-years-old when we got married. He pursued my friendship and heart for 5 years, we dated for 3 months, we were engaged for 6 months, and we have been so overjoyed with the gift that marriage has been to us since then. We went from the speed of molasses to a whirlwind in no time flat, and it was altogether perfect for us. I was afraid of marrying young, but I felt such a peace about it.
Our decision to get married was something that we both prayed about, talked hour and hours and hours about, fasted about, and sought godly counsel about. We found so much confirmation that we were following the right path, and felt such a peace in our hearts that this was the direction we were to take. And you know what? It’s been absolutely awesome!
My husband is my best friend, my greatest supporter, a strong foundation for our family, a pillar of character and integrity, a hard-working provider, a man with a heart after God, and a servant-hearted and compassionate soul. He is the bomb diggity, and I’m totally smitten with him! Continue reading →
Homemaking 101: What is homemaking and why does it matter?
What does the word “homemaking” mean to you?
What does “homemaking” mean to you? Does it conjure up an old and outdated outlook? Does it bring to mind the idea of a woman stuck cleaning all day? Does it sound possibly offensive because of our booming culture of feminine independence?
I’ve thought about the acts of homemaking a lot during different seasons of my life.
As a little girl, I would spend countless hours playing house in a little building we had in our backyard. At the time, I didn’t really put a term or phrase to my games. I just knew I had an inward desire to draw pictures to hang on the walls, to make mud pies out of old aluminum pie tins, to keep cobwebs at bay and floors swept, and to invite my dog over to enjoy it all with me.
Later on, when I first got married, I felt overwhelmed by my new job as a wife. Homemaking wasn’t really how I would have described what I was trying to accomplish. After all, I wasn’t a stay-at-home wife or mom and we certainly weren’t eating baked from scratch treats every day.
But whether or not I described my responsibilities as homemaking, I found myself totally overwhelmed at my lack of ability to suddenly be a hybrid of Betty Crocker, Martha Stewart, and the Proverbs 31 woman. My dinners weren’t always homemade, I didn’t sew my own curtains (or even have any hung for that matter!), and I definitely wasn’t weaving scarlet linens by candlelight.
I was thinking the other day about the moment this picture was taken – Tyler and I set out on a day trip adventure to go explore the French Quarter of New Orleans and I had been looking forward to it for so long. It was such a life-changing vacation for me! I have always loved the idea of New Orleans and this day was even part of our 101 goals. When we arrived, it was definitely different from we expected. The drive was long, there was construction, the people were hectic and we weren’t really sure what to do once we got there. It was just..different. That day taught me so much about how expectations can really ruin an experience, but more about how to find the joy in less than expected circumstances.
Despite us not knowing where to go or what to see, I heard about Cafe Du Monde and we headed there straight away. The directions on my phone were confusing, the smell of vomit along Bourbon street was perplexing, and trash littered the streets. But we eventually found it in all of its bustling and busy glory! We quickly found a seat and were greeted with beignets and the most delicious coffee. I looked out from our seat at the historically beautiful streets before us as live jazz music started trickling into our space.
It was the simplest of moments. It was one of the most cherished of memories with my sweet husband. And I realized something so profound in that moment – what a fantastically abrasive picture of life.
On September 5th, Tyler and I celebrated our 2 year anniversary. It was so much fun! We live at the base of a beautiful mountain range called the Sandia Mountains that we both love to explore together. We packed up a bunch of snacks, took off driving up the mountain, and spent the day enjoying every part of it. We rode the ski lift, hiked across the crest of the mountain and ate the best Monte Cristo’s and sweet potato fries at a local cafe. Later, we went to our favorite restaurant, grabbed a bottle of our favorite wine and snuggled up to watch Star Trek. It was a pretty good summation of our marriage – a little adventure, a lot of food, and an underlying tendency to nerd it up together.
Throughout our time together that day, we reflected on this last year of marriage for us. The first year was so memorable! We had so much fun as we learned to meld our lives together and experiences things in a new way. We started building traditions, habits, and goals for our lives. We bought puppies, decorated for Christmas for the first time together, started college together and had a blast learning to navigate it all. But this second year of marriage was really quite different, and we found ourselves struggling to remember much of it. It seemed like it almost had been just a huge rut. Work, study, school, errands, sleep, and repeat. I realized during that conversation that I hadn’t even taken nearly as many pictures of our second year of marriage as I did the first. It was such a bummer to think about how a whole year could fly by!
Prior to moving into our current apartment, I had just gone through a period of three years during which I had moved to a new home every six months (or less). These changes didn’t come for any particular reason or from anything bad happening, I just found a lot of really amazing opportunities to live with a lot of really amazing friends. From fulfilling leases for a couple of people who couldn’t remain in them, to moving home for brief periods of time to prepare for busy semesters, to just trying to check out the apartment complexes in the area – moving was just a reality for a while. Which I loved! I grew up living in the same house for 18 years straight, so I was totally into the change of scenery and was excited at getting to experience a lot of different living situations.
When Tyler and I moved into our awesome little apartment complex we both knew it was perfect for this season of life. When we first got married, we both were working full-time and going to school full-time. It was quite a balancing act. But the location and amenities of our complex were perfect! We were close to our school, our families, and our jobs. The complex is literally right next door to one of the most beautiful parks in Albuquerque (perfect for tiring out our two dogs!) and the layout of the apartment was perfect. We knew when we were moving in that we would be here for a season, and we went ahead and signed a 13-month long lease to seal the deal. Over two years later, we are still here and still loving it for what it is! We are really, really excited to own our own space one day but are so content with the affordability, convenience and warm welcome of our current little apartment home.
But what makes it feel like home? I’ve lived in plenty of apartments over the last few years to know that it is all too easy to feel stuck in a rut when living in one. From the white walls to the assembly line commonality of one apartment to the next, it can feel so plain and so impersonal. But never fear! We’ve come to love our little space and have made it entirely our own. Whether it be because of finances, college, job changes, or whatever – if you’re finding yourself living in an apartment and feeling uninspired then look no further! I’ve got you, friend, and we are going to warm your heart up to it in no time with these 5 easy-peasy steps! Take heart, you don’t have to own your little home to make it your own!
A letter about the gift of singleness, the fear of failure and the freedom of learning to let go.
I hope you’re doing well! I know you’re working so hard at school right now. You pour hours of your time studying, preparing for the future, working, and serving at church. You spend hours of your life laughing with girlfriends over coffee or spilling your heart out with your sweet sisters in Christ as you all try to navigate this time. I know that right now you probably are feeling like you are doing all you can to hit the ground running everyday to chase quickly after the calling you feel God has placed on your heart. Nursing and missions weren’t always your vision for life, but I am so inspired by how willing you have been to step out and trust the Lord as He has brought you to this direction. This surrender is preparing you for something coming very soon. You’re in a time right now of many late nights, many hours on your feet, many lonely moments and many belly laughs. This is a beautiful, confusing, growing, and abandoning time.