Every week, I check in with our sister sites to see what has been posted recently. Every once in a while a post really speaks to me…this post from 5 Minutes for Faith literally shouted out to me. Carol, author of Sheep to the Right, was speaking my language.
My husband and I are as different as California and Tennessee (incidentally, that’s where each of us grew up). Over the last 16+ years of marriage we’ve had to compromise more than a few times. And we’ve also had to learn to not question those things about each other that we simply don’t understand.
When he pulled that pepper shaker out of the bag I almost laughed out loud.
Fourteen years earlier we stood on separate aisles of Target – me with crossed arms and him wondering if we would ever make it. With scanner gun in hand, I stared at the rows of salt and pepper shakers. Wooden? How could I possibly season my food with wooden salt and pepper shakers?
As Alan and I registered for our upcoming wedding, we hadn’t anticipated the sometimes-uneven start of zipping two lives together. After dating six years, we were more than ready to marry. I’d dreamed of this very event since our high school trigonometry class where we met and fell in love. We passed notes back and forth with doodles and flirts. But not one of those notes mentioned his family’s preference for wooden salt and pepper shakers. Wood!….