I am determined to make our master bedroom more “adult.” Okay, clean up you mind. Maybe, I think I mean romantic. And, like some broke college kid doesn’t occupy it. I want to, want to, want to buy a bedroom set, but my desire is conflicted by one thing: I am cheap. I don’t like spending money. I don’t like high priced items. Yes, even typing that sends my heart racing. *GULP*
Two Christmases ago, we updated our bedding. My parents gave us some holiday cash, and Kohl’s had huge discounts on their fall bedding. Score! We can think my parents for grown-up bedding. Then, we bit the bullet and finally lifted the mattress off the floor with a sixty dollar-ish basic metal bed frame from JCP. Movin’ on up! Our big purchase came just a couple months ago when we bought an inexpensive pair of nightstands- under a hundred for both- YAY! Baby steps. Yes, baby steps are how I’m
dragging encouraging our bedroom to look inviting.
Now, I am at it again. I have been researching dressers and headboards. Not sure how soon we’ll get ’em, but I am pricing. I want the best and cheapest deal possible. But, we have lived without a dress for two or three years now, so it’s not necessary. Plus, it’s just a temporary thing in my mind. No need to spend hundreds now. The words “someday” and “when we’re older” are magic to my ears when I think about when we’ll buy that lusted-after bedroom set. It can wait.
As I scroll through Pinterest ideas, I have become quite smitten with the “Mr. & Mrs.” and the “I am my Beloved’s” and “Happily Ever After” decals that grace themselves above beds of many. And, I get stuck on one: Happy Ever After. Oh, sorry, “and they lived happily ever after.” I know many of us smirk at that saying. We accuse Disney of having us buy into a line. We are quit to point out that the wedding day isn’t the end. We see movie after movie of boy meets girl, boy and girl fall in love, some miscommunication ensues and boy and girl are ripped apart only to be brought back together in the final scenes. That’s where the story ends: with a happy ending. Yet some become jaded when happily ever after doesn’t find them. When the love story seems to be missing the ink to finish strong. When the leading man or woman doesn’t seem to show up. Or, worse, they do, and you find out the wrong person was cast! ha So, you resent the happily ever after and say it doesn’t exist.
I think about that happily ever after, and I realize one thing is true: it’s not a promise. Just because you say “I do” doesn’t mean it’s all rainbows, roses, and sunsets with long walks on the beach. No, happiness is a choice. Plus, it’s doesn’t say “they lived perfectly ever after.” I know I have fallen victim to thinking I picked the wrong man to marry when we had an argument. I know I have doubted my decision when the road is rocky, and I’ve come unprepared. But, I have a choice, and I can still choose happiness. I can remember happily ever after isn’t perfect, but it makes me better. I become a better wife, a more loving wife, a stronger woman, and a wiser believer. Life is not perfect, but I was blessed to find love. That is reason to choose happiness and live happily ever after, no matter what the storms may bring.
Wishing you happiness, love, L