So it is that wonderful time of year again when M and I try to figure out when our first date was. We know it is sometime in the last two weeks of January, but just don't remember when. If you recall last year I did 14 days of the reasons why I love my man. This year that won't be happening unless I go back and copy and paste. While my man is still wonderful and awesome in all ways mostly I just don't feel the need to write every day. Plus by about day 7 I was like I should have only said 7 days of love.
In all honest seven years ago I met the man that I hope to spend the rest of my life with. He's been a blessing and a curse, but then aren't all men? It is mind boggling to me sometimes how it all happened. I was very content with life. I had good friends. Some benefits. A decent job. I was planning to adopt. A nice condo in a good school district. Life was good and in no way was I really interested in finding someone. I'd resolved and accepted that life was good and I was just fine being single. Now look at me.
So what does it mean to have a lasting relationship for 7 years. Today their are marriages that don't even last seven years! I mean before this I'd only had a relationship with myself for this long. I feel pretty confident saying M hadn't had a relationship that had lasted this long either. Although even after 7 years I'm still uncovering facts about his pre me life that are intriguing and interesting. Is that the key to a successful relationship is always learning new things about the person? Is it being comfortable to let down all barriers and have you mate see every aspect good and bad? I honestly can't tell you what makes us work so well. We don't fight and rarely even have a major disagreement. We are similar in many ways, but so very different in almost all other ways.
In the end I'm not sure why or how and I don't know that I care. I know that I love my life and those that are in it. I love the family we've built and hope to increase. I love that I have one of my best friends at my side through life. I love that we experience world travel, moves, kids, puppies, friends, food and all the other aspects of life together.
Here's to the next 7 years butthead. May they be as wonderful as the first 7.
Peace, Love and Puppydogs,
J
In all honest seven years ago I met the man that I hope to spend the rest of my life with. He's been a blessing and a curse, but then aren't all men? It is mind boggling to me sometimes how it all happened. I was very content with life. I had good friends. Some benefits. A decent job. I was planning to adopt. A nice condo in a good school district. Life was good and in no way was I really interested in finding someone. I'd resolved and accepted that life was good and I was just fine being single. Now look at me.
So what does it mean to have a lasting relationship for 7 years. Today their are marriages that don't even last seven years! I mean before this I'd only had a relationship with myself for this long. I feel pretty confident saying M hadn't had a relationship that had lasted this long either. Although even after 7 years I'm still uncovering facts about his pre me life that are intriguing and interesting. Is that the key to a successful relationship is always learning new things about the person? Is it being comfortable to let down all barriers and have you mate see every aspect good and bad? I honestly can't tell you what makes us work so well. We don't fight and rarely even have a major disagreement. We are similar in many ways, but so very different in almost all other ways.
In the end I'm not sure why or how and I don't know that I care. I know that I love my life and those that are in it. I love the family we've built and hope to increase. I love that I have one of my best friends at my side through life. I love that we experience world travel, moves, kids, puppies, friends, food and all the other aspects of life together.
Here's to the next 7 years butthead. May they be as wonderful as the first 7.
Peace, Love and Puppydogs,
J
