Once upon a time, we both sat on individual chairs, a feet apart from each other. Toes squirming in open-toed sandals while our toddlers wailed for us under the care of a babysitting Jiejie (young sister friend), while we went for marriage counseling.
After going through reams of relationship courses in our early years of marriage, whatever techniques and principles we used just weren’t working anymore.
Today, as we stole time and escaped for lunch spontaneously, just two of us, seated a feet apart in the car, and you let out this unexpected spiel, I marveled knowing— that God repairs breaches.
Marriage is hard, and there are different kinds of loneliness experienced even in the best ones.
But as long as you’ve not given up, know this- it’s the valleys, not mountains, that make your love count. As long as you stand by each other, even when you don’t feel like it, you can work it out— together.