As I was running this morning, I got to thinking about how I’m my toughest critic. Sometimes I don’t give myself a break. For some reason, I don’t normally give myself credit for being the best wife, friend, daughter, sister, person I can humanly be. Dr. B says one of the reasons he married me is because I have an uncanny ability to look at myself from an unbiased standpoint. If Dr. B and I have a disagreement, I have no problem examining and articulating what part I played, and how I affected the situation. I’m saying all this to say, I’m not perfect and I beat myself up when I make mistakes, especially as a wife. Just because I have Mrs. in front of my name now, doesn’t mean I’m a new person. I keep trying, everyday. I put one foot in front of the other and I pray to God to help me be the wife Dr. B needs me to be. But, I’m the same sometime moody, regimented, clutter-free, dry wit, running addicted, no pork and red meat eating, disliking Sci-fi, shopping loving girl I was before I got married….And you know what? It’s perfectly fine!
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