I recently started following this girl on Instagram: cheyennesimonds

She and her husband are both Marines stationed in Southern California and she posts the most adorable photos all the time of the two of them doing outdoorsy things like hiking and kayaking.

They look like they are having so much fun and are so happy.

Seeing that made me compare my relationship/pictures to hers (although I have nothing to base my knowledge of her relationship off of except photos). So in reality, I am comparing my relationship (the good “picture perfect” memories, and the bad/boring daily life that comes with marriage) to her “photo perfect” relationship, which is just a snap shot of what her marriage probably is.

Expectedly, my marriage was falling short of the ideal that her photos present.

Today I realized that my marriage was never going to measure up to hers. Besides that fact that I was comparing my entire marriage to a brief snap shot of the happy/perfect moments in her marriage, my marriage is not her marriage. My husband is not her husband, and I am not her. There is no better or worse. No good or bad. Just difference.

The secret to being happy is to focus on what you have, rather than pining over what you don’t have.

My husband is amazing.

He isn’t the kind of guy to play with me in the waves and take cute photos at Disneyland.

But he packs up the car when we go on road trips and have to leave early so all I have to do is wake up and roll out of bed (and then fall asleep in the car while he drives).  He gives me massages anytime I ask and surprised me with massage oil completely randomly. He laughs when I trip over things and thinks its cute that I can’t tell my left from right.

He is faithful, loving and kind.

We may not have cute pictures, but we have so many other great qualities in our marriage. Qualities that I should appreciate more often.


Have I mentioned that my husband hates taking pictures? lol


Last week my boss sent out an email asking all of the employees to appreciate somebody at work.

I didn’t read the email until after I had been “appreciated”. My co-worker came up to me and thanked me for always being on time, efficient and professional.

Hearing those compliments made me so happy! And even after getting the email and realizing that she probably said it because she had been promoted too, I still think she was giving me a genuine compliment and it felt nice to be appreciated.

Regardless of why she said it, it meant a lot to me, and made me realize that I should make an effort to let people know I appreciate them more.

That day I sent our receptionist a nice email, thanking her for dealing with my difficult clients. Then when I got home I told Jeremy how much I appreciate him always taking out the trash.

Just small things. Things that I think in my head, but don’t always say out loud.

Just because it’s a small action, doesn’t mean it’s not important.

So I challenge everyone today, just like my boss did, to appreciate somebody. Acknowledge the things that they do, big or small, that make a positive impact on your life.