On this weekend, 23 years ago I went on a blind date to an outdoor rodeo with a handsome cowboy whose blue eyes and sly smile intrigued me.
I’ve made a lot of poor choices in this life. I have plenty of regrets.
Reluctantly agreeing to meet Tim Streller at a rodeo was neither. Instead, it was one of the best decisions of my life.
We had twenty years of laughter and love. God built a beautiful life and an amazing family for us. We experienced heartache and joy holding tightly to each other’s hands. Our life together was spectacular. We kept our eyes on Christ and prioritized open and honest communication, even when it was painful to do so.
A good marriage is work. It requires the desire to build the other up with kindness and encouragement. It demands self-sacrifice and commitment. It requests honor, protection, and respect; but a good marriage is also FUN and carefree. It is comfortable and casual. It is late night giggles and arms wide open. It prefers to do life together. It is safety and security, in it you find the one place you can be completely you without risk of judgment or abandonment.
A good marriage has you knowing you are treasured and chosen. It is rolling up your sleeves and working beside each other for common goals. It is being the cheerleader outside of the limelight, the quiet supporter of each other’s dreams.
I am immensely proud to have been the wife of a man who chose to make me feel beautiful even when I wasn’t (both internally and externally); one who challenged me to be the best version of myself; one who didn’t walk away in the hard, but stayed in the messy and did the work to make us a better team.
I’m forever grateful I said “yes” to the rodeo blind date that late September evening. And even knowing now how our lives would end up, I’d tell that young girl to SAY YES AGAIN! The two decades together were worth it. His love was worth it.