100 Days Married!

Today is Monday. 

Today is the beginning of another week. 

Today we are both fighting off colds that are better to be had now than later.

Today is also very subdued.

Because when you look at the news, today is also the wake of another sad crisis that has occurred in the world, in somewhere we used to call home.

It's another thing to add to the list of frightening things.

It makes everything feel so much bigger and unsafe.

Today is the start of our last week in Sydney before we take off on another adventure. 

Today, we have been married for 100 days. 

~o~ 

The draft of this post has been queued up in my blogger dash for a few weeks now and I had all the plans to make it very upbeat and light, but I guess it's not to be because Mood's not going that way. 

It's not a downer though, I promise. 

What's ahead is probably going to be something a little more reflective and thankful because in truth, that's what I am.

When I think about exisiting in a time where I can literally get on social media and ask my friends and family to please don't forget to use your fb safety check, it gets a little harder to ignore the ugliness in the world. 

It's even harder when it's combined with a brain that is excellent at catastrophizing all kinds of situations. 

At any time of the day.

Anywhere. 

There's always a tightness to the chest and a thinness to the skin that comes with watching the full coverage news reports that play everything on loop over and over again. 

Big things like that are good at making the smaller things seem insignificant. 

But, what I've always tried to go by (even though at times it seems almost impossible) is to find joy/beauty/fun/happiness/comfort in the little things.

Photograph that sunset, read the book, watch that movie, eat the cake.

Celebrate Stella Days.

Mark the 100 days.

For every month since we got together until we got married, we managed to greet each other, thank each other, appreciate each other, etc. 

Even as others stopped celebrating "monthsaries", even as it became an unconventional thing to celebrate once a month, we continued. 

It certainly didn't have to be anything big or flashy all the time. There was even one time when it was just a box of Maxibons (=D - yes, I am smiling at the memory). 

Because flashy isn't the point. 

And today is the same thing. 

This blog post is the same thing.

Today our marriage is 100 days old. 

We are finalising things for our upcoming trip to America where we will be celebrating my birthday and then finally going on our honeymoon. 

We have had a few fights about the usual things (ie, me stressing about All The Things and you forcing me to do things I don't want to do - lol).

We are starring all the places we want to visit on the map. 

You have started the packing. (Followed shortly by me).

We are sick of living in two separate houses and can't wait for the people in our new apartment to get lost.

We can compromise.

We communicate (albeit sometimes loudly and/or violently, lol).

And we are strong, even when there have been times that we have not been on the same page.

Here's to another 100 days/months/years of life together.

I am still having the best time =) 

x