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Good Marriages Require Effort


I love this quote!  We have been in a bit of a "marriage rut" lately.  This tends to happen at the end of soccer season.  Cars zoom in all different directions and all of a sudden I sit down at the dinner table and realize that my husband has lost five pounds and is growing an afro.  Well, maybe that was just a dinner guest.  I'll have to check next Monday when I see him again...

We heard of a couple who were both on second marriages who were given some advice as they were being married.  The advice was that they needed to make each other the top priority.  Nothing should come ahead of their spouse, including the kids.  This is advice that all of us, myself included, would do well to follow.

The fact is that I can't think of anything that's better for kids than parents with a happy, stable marriage.  So, why do we put so much effort into fixing up our houses and our yards and buying fancy clothes and devices for our kids when that money might be better spent on a date night or a weekend rendez-vous for two?  Why do we spend time driving all over town to soccer games when kids might be just as satisfied to see their parents talking happily on the couch.

So, put some effort into your marriage.  You know what makes your loved one happy.  Is it a back rub?  Newly painted fingernails?  A gift?  A night out on the town? Heart-to-heart pillow talk? Drop what you are doing and put some effort into your marriage.  I guarantee it will be the best investment you make this week.

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