5 Things To Do When Marriage is Hard

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Five things to remember when marriage is hard:

Hang On

Even if it’s by the tips of your fingers as you dangle wildly from the snow-capped peak of Mount Everest . . . hang on. Refuse to give up on each other.

Remember Why

Think about the things that attracted you to your spouse in the first place. Reminding yourself of what drew you to them then will remind you why you still adore them now.

Speak Softly

Angrily screaming dumb things you probably don’t even mean won’t fix anything. Speak, and speak gently, and you’ll find that it not only softens their heart . . . it begins to soften yours.

Continue Loving

Though you may be tempted to wash only your laundry or to make just enough dinner for one . . . resist. Keep on loving them, keep on doing for them even when it feels like there’s no point. They notice. And it’s making a difference.

Seek God

He already knows what’s going on in the quiet nooks of your relationship that no one else sees anyway, so you may as well have the conversation. Meet Him where you are and explain what’s on your mind. You’ll find no better listener. (Just make sure you are listening, too.)

If you’re struggling in your marriage, please don’t think you’re the only one. The truth is, even if you’ve got it together like Jim and Pam, and especially if you’re a train wreck like Dwight and Angela, your relationship will face hardships. If not today, tomorrow. Every marriage endures challenges and shame on those who profess otherwise. You’re not alone in your trials.

So, go ahead and do what you need to do today. Cry. Take a walk. Get help. Eat a vat of ice cream.

But whatever you do, sweet couple, just don’t throw in the towel.

Because marriage may be hard, but the two of you are worth it.

Originally published on the author’s Facebook page

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Erin Eddy

Erin Eddy resides in Illinois. A 2002 graduate of Macomb Jr/Sr High School, her days are spent immersed in books, homeschooling her boys, and writing. She aspires to become a full-time author, penning stories of encouragement and everyday life. She has been featured in the popular book series “Chicken Soup for the Soul”.

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