The seven year itch?

Hello Cwtchers,

I’m hijacking my own blog this afternoon for personal reasons.

Eight years ago today, I wrapped my hair in rollers, filled my tummy with butterflies and stepped into a wedding dress. With the help of my brother, I faced that nervous walk down the aisle to marry the man I fell in love with, Nad.

Its my eighth wedding anniversary today folks, hurray!

wedding day

Image by Neil Weekes

As you read this, I am (hopefully) taking it easy, enjoying a well deserved break and thinking back to my own wedding day with fond memories.

As I enter my eighth year of marriage, what have I learnt?

Our seventh year was by far our hardest yet. We’ve had to work very hard at our relationship. We are very different people. I’m loud, he’s quiet. I make a lot of mess, he hates mess. We argue…we make up. But we have a very strong connection and that is what helps us get through the bad times.

anniversary card(Every year Nad makes me a hand-made card)

Marriage to me is about LOVE. As well as give and take, compromising, listening and being best friends.

Like many others, there are days we wake up and can’t stand each other and yet there are days we’re cwtched up so nicely we wish we could lay there all day.

In my mind, A good marriage takes effort, on both parts.

Nad_Maria copy

I’m curious to know, for those that are married, what year (so far) have you found the most difficult? Did anyone else experience the seven year itch? Maybe a three year tickle? or a twenty year rumble?

Do leave a comment below, I’d love to hear what you all think.

Maria x

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