So, let me tell you about this whole journey of trying to fix my marriage. It was rough, I won’t lie. Things had gotten stale, you know? We were like two ships passing in the night, living in the same house but worlds apart. It felt like we’d lost that spark, that connection we used to have.

I started small. Just little things, like giving my spouse a genuine compliment every day. Something as simple as, “Hey, you look really nice today” or “That shirt looks great on you.” It felt a bit awkward at first, like I was trying too hard, but I kept at it.
- Compliments: I made a point to notice the good things, the things I loved about my spouse, and actually say them out loud.
- Flirting: Remember how you used to flirt when you first started dating? Yeah, I brought that back. A little wink here, a playful comment there. It felt silly at times, but it was also kind of fun.
Slowly, I could see a change. A little smile here, a laugh there. It was like a tiny flame starting to flicker. We started talking more, really talking, about things other than the kids or the bills. We started doing little things for each other again. I’d make their favorite coffee in the morning, or they’d pick up my favorite snack at the store.
Getting Back on Track
Then, I thought, why not try to bring back some of those old date night vibes? We started making an effort to go out, just the two of us, like we used to. We’d try a new restaurant, see a movie, or just take a walk in the park. It wasn’t always easy to find the time or the energy, but we made it a priority.
It was a process, a lot of little steps, one after the other. It’s like that old saying, “Rome wasn’t built in a day.” Well, neither is a strong marriage. It takes work, effort, and a whole lot of patience. But let me tell you, seeing that spark come back, feeling that connection again, it’s worth it. It really is. It took time, we had to put in the work, but slowly, we started to feel like us again. We are communicating better, laughing more, and actually enjoying each other’s company. It’s not perfect, but it’s real, and it’s ours.
It has not been easy. There were setbacks, arguments, and times when I felt like giving up. But we pushed through, we keep trying, and we learned a lot about each other and ourselves along the way.

It’s still a work in progress, to be honest. But we’re in it together, and that’s what matters. It’s like we’re rediscovering each other, and it’s a pretty amazing feeling. We’re not just going through the motions anymore. We’re actually living, and loving, again.