Twenty-five. I’ve been Mrs. Matthew Ariñez for twenty-five days.
For twenty-five days, we have already had quite the adventure.
We danced our night away with our best friends and dearest families.
We traveled to Latin America and sat by the sea.
We survived cabin fever during the great Charleston flood.
We prayed that I wouldn’t be in so much pain.
We relied on God and our family to get us through the pain.
We bid adieu at the airport.
We held one another just a little tighter as we binge watched Netflix.
We went to church as Mr. and Mrs. for the first time.
On this twenty-fifth day, Matthew left home around 5:45 a.m. and I won’t see him until I’m back home around 10:30 p.m. I woke up just a little earlier so I could spend some waking moments with him. It’s going to be a long day. A little too long.
It’s been a marvelously challenging twenty-five days. They’ve been plenty blissful though. It’s fun having your best friend around all the time. It’s a blessing to have someone who loves you keep you accountable whether it’s about a late night PB&J sandwich or saying prayer before a meal. Marriage will be challenging, but I’m absolutely positive that it’ll be a blessing all the more.