My name is Katie. I like art festivals and seafood. I try to be in church every Sunday morning, but sometimes the call of the local breakfast diner is too strong. I enjoy a good book, a good glass of wine, and pretty sundresses. I don’t like boring people. I order salads out in public and eat boxes of Girl Scout cookies at home. Sometimes I ignore phone calls from my family. Sometimes I also ignore my kids crying and I wait for my husband to go get them. I give money every month to St. Jude’s and to my church. And to Target. I love throwing dinner parties. I am a passionate follower of Christ. But I follow the Dahli Lama on Twitter. I am banned from Blockbuster because I still have two of their movies from 1997. I subscribe to Netflicks instead.
I feel like you should know these things about me if we’re going to be imaginary friends.
You should also know that when I was 15 years old, I met the man I was going to marry. And then my prom date hit him with his car. But that’s another story for a different day.
I met Chris in a class in high school. I took a class solely to meet him. Six years of dating, eight years of marriage, four college degrees, three cars, two dogs, two mortgages, two beautiful babies, and thousands of miles later, I still want to spend more time with him.
I first began Marriage Confessions when Chris was busy in graduate school. He was gone or studying all the time, and I needed a hobby. So, I started this little blog to stretch my creative legs. I began writing about life as a newlywed, sharing silly stories about laundry and traveling. But the more I shared about the more challenging parts of our marriage, the more my readership grew. And I understood why. No one talks about marriage. I mean, really talk. Other than complaining to your best friend about something stupid, no one really tells you what a marriage is supposed to look like – what’s normal and what’s not.
I tell the truth about my marriage and about our family, for better or worse. It doesn’t mean we get it right all the time (in fact, we USUALLY get it wrong), but there is no growth in perfection. Growth in marriage and family comes from learning from your mistakes. And if you measure us by that standard, then my family is growing every single day!
My marriage and my family are built on the solid rock of faith, and it is by this light that we see the world. We are good people – but very real people who have real problems and face real challenges. Our paychecks are never enough, we have lost loved ones, we have dealt with the depth of depression. Life doesn’t always come up daisies for us, but I am constantly learning how to bloom where I am planted. How to set my roots in wherever I am and grow my own darn daisies! That is what this blog chronicles.
So, join our family as we laugh, fight, and stay married. It might be bumpy, but it’s going to be a great ride!