I have a single friend who always says, "Don't tell me marriage is work. Being single is work."
I think she has a point.
That isn't to say marriage isn't work, it is.
It is a day in, day out, challenge. But I think of the alternative - coming home to an empty apartment. Not snuggling with someone in bed each morning. Eating all the leftovers myself. Having to deal with a lousy air-conditioner all on my own. Not having someone to dream with, plan with, cry with.
And I am suddenly very, very thankful. And the work seems very much worth it.
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