The story of the Two of Us began in 1993. We were both missionaries in Hungary working in opposite ends of the country helping with church plants. Over the next five years we became best friends, never intending anything else – even resisting the idea of more. We enjoyed our friendship and didn’t want anything to destroy that, as we both knew first hand can happen when friends become more.
Through a series of events, both fortunate and not, we realised we loved each other. And as Armando says, “we knew we could live without each other, we just didn’t want to.” So on April 11th, 1998 we formalized our journey with rings.
We can’t say this is where the trouble began, because that truly began years before, as over time we formulated our concepts of the other sex. Wrong concepts. For three years we warred against each other until desperation set in and God led us to a couple who invested heavily in us in the short amount of time allotted. It was a good beginning and more importantly an end to our former way of doing things.
Over the next eight years we started a family with a girl, Mary and a son, Seve. While our marriage was far better than it initially was, we were missing something and continued revisiting the old fights, about the same things, with the same responses that we would try to do better.
Over a year ago we were introduced to a marriage series that has been a tool far better than we imagined: Love and Respect.
Our marriage is not perfect, nor do we try to pretend to each other and those around us that it is. But it’s better and we have the hope of it being even better than it is now.
This blog has two voices, Armando’s and Amanda’s. We believe it’s important to share our thoughts, struggles and victories from both points of view, because marriage is entered and lived in from two perspectives: his and hers. The blog also has one voice at times, when we will come together and share as one.
