As I mentioned earlier, my hubby and I recently reach our second year of marriage.
In those two years, we've learned about each other, our relationship and our family.
One things I've noticed is that over time, I spent less time calling home, aka mom and dad, to ask questions, get help, bounce ideas off. I spent more time relying on my husband.
It wasn't an instant thing. And don't get me wrong, I still ask my parents questions and they still help us out, but I always start with my husband now.
We are a team, my husband and I, and our families, they support us.
That difference that I felt, when I've separated more from my parents and focused on my husband, I'm sure my parents felt it too.
And that's the thing. I want to remember how it felt when I realized my husband and I were making a family of our own, just like the family my parents built for my brother and I when we were kids.
I want to remember this in 20+ years. Because then, I'll be the mom, who's feeling her son pull away and build a family of his own. I want to remember that it wasn't anything fault of my parents, that it is natural and a good thing that my boys build their own family.
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