What I Wore {and an anecdote on marriage}

Here's what I've learned.

When I write a post about what I wore,

then I care a bit more about how I look.

And the hubby deserves for me to put a little bit of effort

into my appearance these days, ya know.

So you may see a bit more of me testing out belts,

high heels, layers and color in the posts to come--for the hubby's sake, of course.

*Oh yeah, I've also learned that its okay to wear black & white in the Spring, so long as you stand next to a blooming fruit tree.

{Jeans: Down East Basic in store, Shirt: Old Navy, Black Top: Michael Kors at Loemans, Belt: Forever 21, Shoes: Bakers}

Sometimes I just need to be sad.

To be frustrated, to sulk, to hurt and be mopey.

And then I need someone to take it out on.

Someone who loves me,

who will understand that I'm lashing out irrationally,

and who will still love me once the storm has passed.

While it has never been said out loud,

the hubs has assumed this role--and he plays it well.

He's learned to stop providing solutions,

to keep the eye rolling to a minimum,

and to bite his tongue from uttering the words,

I told you there was nothing to worry about.

He silently becomes more helpful around the house,

takes it upon himself to make our dinner plans,

and often tries to act silly in an attempt to make me smile.

And despite his best efforts,

when I'm feeling mopey

I never let him see me smile.

But he knows.

He knows that even though I pretend he is the last thing I find amusing,

I'm smiling on the inside.

Because I'm grateful that he is by my side

on my best and worst days;

and even on those days when

 we do have something to worry about.

And on those worst days,

the days when unexpected news

has the potential to change life as you know it,

I've learned that each of us handles stress differently.

One of us acts as if we have just received the

worst case scenario,

while the other pretends that nothing has changed.

And while we may not grieve or stress in the same way,

we know,

that on the inside we both worry the same amount

and we have the same hope

because we share the same love.

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On Monday and Wednesday,

I will link this post up to

The Pleated Poppy

and