Friendship

  For most of my 20's I would pride myself on being independent. I didn't need a man to start my life, to be financially stable, to have my own place or to be secure in who I was. In fact, that's still true... and I still need look to God for those things. In the world's eyes, I wanted to be an independent woman who could work hard, build stuff, haul stuff and fix stuff. And I was proud of that. Then I got married and...

Yep. We go to counselling. I spent 10 years in the dating world searching for and imagining my perfect husband. Justin spent 3 years married to someone else before he married me. And he’s never casually dated. Ever. (how we ended up together is a whole other story for another day.) Needless to say, we each bring our own history and relational dynamics to our marriage. So there we are in a counselling session. We sit awkwardly holding hands on faded floral couches with our McDonald’s...