Every morning I awake to the sounds of a scrambled old alarm clock sitting next to my bed, and every morning I hit the snooze button about 5 times before I am able to turn around and open my eye's. It is at this moment in my daily tradition that I realized how blessed I truly am as I gaze upon one of the most beautiful creations ever hand crafted by God himself....my wonderful wife. This month is going to be our four year anniversary of marriage and eight year anniversary of being a couple. Eight years, thought it may not be long to many of you old timers, it is a long time to be with a person. I think what makes our story so special is how we made it this far, and vital the role God plays in transforming us as Husband and Wife
So lets go back eight years as you come to a beginning of our relationship that was riddled with chaos and often ended in our traditional weekend break ups (flower shops pulled a pretty dime off of me for our first couple years of dating).You see, when we first met I wasn't what some would call a God fearing man, and my wife was entering into the typical “I just turned 21 phase”, which is often followed by a Rolodex of bad decisions. One of my best friends was working with my wife at the time and decided she was going to hook up her two favorite people even though Hannah and I hadn't met nor spoke before, and how would she go about doing this...in a club of all places, (don't judge me..this was in my B.C days). So there I am being introduced to my future wife to be. Now what I didn't know was my friend was talking me up and making me out to look like mighty Don Juan, and I had no idea. I thought Hannah was just a normal friend of a friend with no strings attached. So what does any good person do, try to hook this nice girl up with a good friend of mine. You heard it right, I tried to hook this girl who would go on to be my future wife to be with a friend of mine. See what happens when people don't communicate with each other!!!!!
If I would of known this hotty bagotti was there to meet mu-ah, do you think I would've made that mistake...that's a negative. So my first blind date with Hannah was me ignoring her and passing her off to a good buddy of mine...burn. The night would end with grabbing a burrito with my match maker Tia, and Hannah. This is where the sparks would begin. Later we would re-do another date in which I forgot what she looked like from our previous dinner three weeks previous , played liked Joey giving the “How you doing face” to every blond I ran into until I finally we met again....but...that's another story in itself. Now you would think it would be poetry from there, but in fact our relationship would go on to become a roller coaster ride of weekly break ups, massive emails of apologies until one day my wife, who was raised as a Christian all her life, realized she had drifted off of a very vital road in which she used to walk hand in hand with God. She realized that she had not listened to how her parents raised her, and ignored the very book she held so dear to herself. She made one of the hardest choices in her life...to end our relationship. What made it worse is we were engaged at this time.
I was going to church with her, but I was only going to make her happy. When we would get home all my Christianity stayed in the car. For Hannah she had come into a hard cross road in her life. She loved me to death, but she loved God even more and did not want to create a family with a man who couldn't be the spiritual leader she needed. You see she was starting to get that relationship with God back that she had lost over the years and wanted a man that could be king of her household, a man that would complement her desire for a Godly family. After three years dating the hammer came down and the break up was u..g...l...y.., man that girl knows how to break up, broke a man down.
Now here I am all by myself, ticked off blaming the whole thing on her, because lets be real I'm perfect..J/K. Something interesting would begin to happen, you see God doesn't waste any seed planted in a person's heart no matter how deep that seed has to go. I would find myself missing church on Sundays, and one day, on my own accord. I began to seek out God out by going to church. I was beginning to develop a relationship with God that I never thought was in me, and this time it had nothing to do with Hannah. It was during this time that I got some of the best advice on relationships. I would call my old pastor to vent on what I felt went wrong. After listening to me Hannah bash, she would go on to tell me how she never heard me mention any of my faults. She mentioned that when a person concentrates on fixing whats wrong with them and focuses on their own faults vs pointed out their partners faults, the other seems to follow suit since their left with looking at themselves in the mirror.
I had never missed a women in the way I missed Hannah. For me relationships were a dime a dozen, and I think a lot of my ex's, unfortunately, would agree to that. It would be almost seven months of not hearing from Hannah, not seeing her, I mean nothing. I had finally came to terms that my relationship with Hannah was come to an end, and after seven months my friends had talked me into going out for a blind date. Now I know God had to have a game plan when it came to us, because guess who shows up out of the blue after all this time on the day that I have a blind date. You guessed it right....Hannah. The freaky part is we had no mutual friends, she had her people, I had mine. I came out and man...she was looking finer then ever. Now you know since a brotha was single I was in reconstruction mode myself, after re-sculpting this already chiseled body.
What was different is that we both had time to individually create our own walk with God and truly do some house cleaning of the soul. We had missed each other so bad, but had many things about each other we could not put up with again. We would act as if we met for the very first time in laying down ground rules on things we absolutely had to have to move forward, such as: communication, true godly standards, patience, thinking of the other before themselves, and that we would walk hand in hand in helping each other create a family structure that made sense. It was a hard slow road to get back what was so damaged. My pastor once said if you live life concentrating on the needs and desires of your spouse over yours, and they are to practicing such love you can never go wrong. Hannah and I are a testimony of this. We have been back together four years since that big break up and I can honestly tell you that we haven't had a major argument or went to bed angry with one another in FOUR YEARS. We make sure that everyday God plays a role in our lives and that we serve him as a family.
As a couple we make sure each night ends with us praying over our children and ourselves as a couple. We make it an effort to end our nights in scripture. Ministry is a vital part of our relationship, and whats so important is that we make sure that any action we make, we make as a family. We are equals in this house. I am so blessed to have a wife that is the definition of self sacrifice. Every day I come home to a wife with a smile on her face and arms wide open. She is a women who lives life with the intention to spread more love then her little petite body can hold, and to be honest she has made me a better man in the process. I am blessed..I am Blessed,,,,and happy anniversary baby XOXOXO.
So lets go back eight years as you come to a beginning of our relationship that was riddled with chaos and often ended in our traditional weekend break ups (flower shops pulled a pretty dime off of me for our first couple years of dating).You see, when we first met I wasn't what some would call a God fearing man, and my wife was entering into the typical “I just turned 21 phase”, which is often followed by a Rolodex of bad decisions. One of my best friends was working with my wife at the time and decided she was going to hook up her two favorite people even though Hannah and I hadn't met nor spoke before, and how would she go about doing this...in a club of all places, (don't judge me..this was in my B.C days). So there I am being introduced to my future wife to be. Now what I didn't know was my friend was talking me up and making me out to look like mighty Don Juan, and I had no idea. I thought Hannah was just a normal friend of a friend with no strings attached. So what does any good person do, try to hook this nice girl up with a good friend of mine. You heard it right, I tried to hook this girl who would go on to be my future wife to be with a friend of mine. See what happens when people don't communicate with each other!!!!!
If I would of known this hotty bagotti was there to meet mu-ah, do you think I would've made that mistake...that's a negative. So my first blind date with Hannah was me ignoring her and passing her off to a good buddy of mine...burn. The night would end with grabbing a burrito with my match maker Tia, and Hannah. This is where the sparks would begin. Later we would re-do another date in which I forgot what she looked like from our previous dinner three weeks previous , played liked Joey giving the “How you doing face” to every blond I ran into until I finally we met again....but...that's another story in itself. Now you would think it would be poetry from there, but in fact our relationship would go on to become a roller coaster ride of weekly break ups, massive emails of apologies until one day my wife, who was raised as a Christian all her life, realized she had drifted off of a very vital road in which she used to walk hand in hand with God. She realized that she had not listened to how her parents raised her, and ignored the very book she held so dear to herself. She made one of the hardest choices in her life...to end our relationship. What made it worse is we were engaged at this time.
I was going to church with her, but I was only going to make her happy. When we would get home all my Christianity stayed in the car. For Hannah she had come into a hard cross road in her life. She loved me to death, but she loved God even more and did not want to create a family with a man who couldn't be the spiritual leader she needed. You see she was starting to get that relationship with God back that she had lost over the years and wanted a man that could be king of her household, a man that would complement her desire for a Godly family. After three years dating the hammer came down and the break up was u..g...l...y.., man that girl knows how to break up, broke a man down.
Now here I am all by myself, ticked off blaming the whole thing on her, because lets be real I'm perfect..J/K. Something interesting would begin to happen, you see God doesn't waste any seed planted in a person's heart no matter how deep that seed has to go. I would find myself missing church on Sundays, and one day, on my own accord. I began to seek out God out by going to church. I was beginning to develop a relationship with God that I never thought was in me, and this time it had nothing to do with Hannah. It was during this time that I got some of the best advice on relationships. I would call my old pastor to vent on what I felt went wrong. After listening to me Hannah bash, she would go on to tell me how she never heard me mention any of my faults. She mentioned that when a person concentrates on fixing whats wrong with them and focuses on their own faults vs pointed out their partners faults, the other seems to follow suit since their left with looking at themselves in the mirror.
I had never missed a women in the way I missed Hannah. For me relationships were a dime a dozen, and I think a lot of my ex's, unfortunately, would agree to that. It would be almost seven months of not hearing from Hannah, not seeing her, I mean nothing. I had finally came to terms that my relationship with Hannah was come to an end, and after seven months my friends had talked me into going out for a blind date. Now I know God had to have a game plan when it came to us, because guess who shows up out of the blue after all this time on the day that I have a blind date. You guessed it right....Hannah. The freaky part is we had no mutual friends, she had her people, I had mine. I came out and man...she was looking finer then ever. Now you know since a brotha was single I was in reconstruction mode myself, after re-sculpting this already chiseled body.
What was different is that we both had time to individually create our own walk with God and truly do some house cleaning of the soul. We had missed each other so bad, but had many things about each other we could not put up with again. We would act as if we met for the very first time in laying down ground rules on things we absolutely had to have to move forward, such as: communication, true godly standards, patience, thinking of the other before themselves, and that we would walk hand in hand in helping each other create a family structure that made sense. It was a hard slow road to get back what was so damaged. My pastor once said if you live life concentrating on the needs and desires of your spouse over yours, and they are to practicing such love you can never go wrong. Hannah and I are a testimony of this. We have been back together four years since that big break up and I can honestly tell you that we haven't had a major argument or went to bed angry with one another in FOUR YEARS. We make sure that everyday God plays a role in our lives and that we serve him as a family.
As a couple we make sure each night ends with us praying over our children and ourselves as a couple. We make it an effort to end our nights in scripture. Ministry is a vital part of our relationship, and whats so important is that we make sure that any action we make, we make as a family. We are equals in this house. I am so blessed to have a wife that is the definition of self sacrifice. Every day I come home to a wife with a smile on her face and arms wide open. She is a women who lives life with the intention to spread more love then her little petite body can hold, and to be honest she has made me a better man in the process. I am blessed..I am Blessed,,,,and happy anniversary baby XOXOXO.
