As soon as I opened my eyes today morning, I saw him sleep peacefully next to me. I smiled, placed a peck on his forehead and turned over. As I lay in our bed; I thought about how time really flew by! In sometime it’ll be an year of having been married to this loving man. An year of togetherness, of smiles, of kisses and hugs, of arguments and tears, and then some more kisses and hugs, it has been one hell of a ride with him. It is never all rosy and perfect; every relationship goes through their rough patches, majorly because it’s huge! Being married and suddenly sharing your room and your life : is big! There are bound to be your differences, but the beauty is in how you learn to accept those differences and be perfect in your imperfect ways! :) It could be a thing as small as, which side of the bed you sleep to as big as, adjusting with your partner who is of another faith. The differences are of many kinds. I write today’s post on behalf of all the...
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