There are times when I can't believe Jeremy and I have shared 11 years together. There are times when it feels like one hundred and 11 years...
In the past 11 years, I have somehow come to the point where it is absolutely impossible for me to keep a secret from my husband. I simply cannot do it. I never thought I'd find someone I'd love so much, trust so much that I couldn't keep anything from.
Last year, Jeremy turned 40 and I terribly wanted to throw him a surprise party. I started putting everything together, making phone calls, setting it all up and as it got closer, I couldn't keep all of the excitement to myself and...well... the surprise didn't work out.
A party is so small in comparison to what can happen to a marriage, to what can fall apart in a marriage, to all of the little things held together in a marriage. Honesty plays a HUGE role. I couldn't lie to my husband about a party. I can guarantee, I can't lie to him about ANYTHING big.
No, I'm not one of those women who tell my husband everything. Say you came to me with a secret, one I couldn't tell anyone, it's a good bet that I wouldn't tell him, unless I was involved in the outcome. It doesn't involve me, it doesn't involve our family, it's none of his business.
Simply said, a marriage cannot be built on lies and mistrust nor can a friendship. I married my best friend. I can't imagine a moment of time without him. Why keep secrets from him?
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