On life changes.
Here we are, June 20th of 2014, and preparing to move into our future place together. Most people in our lives don't know (too embarrassed to tell certain parents; too sensitive about how certain social groups will take it), but we're painting and renovating and getting everything ready. I wanted to move in on June 29th; I wanted it to be our home, then. But by the time we tear out the existing kitchen, install the sink and granite and have the place up and running, it will likely be mid-July. That's okay. In the meantime, I see the space evolving and becoming ours.
Everything with him feels right. It feels like it's supposed to feel. It's how I wanted things to feel when I dated Aaron and Bobby and Jordan and Chris and Andrew. Those relationships were a series of attempts to make a square peg fit into a round hole and it just never worked. Here I am now, and it feels so right. It's so annoyingly cliche to say, "When you know, you know." But I do know. Just like I knew when I didn't know. I was just too damn scared to do anything about it back then. Complacency ruled.
So here I am, I'm finally with the right guy - though, probably not the guy I imagined I'd end up with - but it feels right, and I see my future with him, and that's what matters. I really truly see him as my husband and as the father of my kids. I see him as my life partner, my traveler, my adventurer and all of the other roles he will come to play in time.
And it's such a relief to feel like you've finally found that person. I'm 27, but I found him. I found the right one. And I don't have to worry or stress or wonder; I just have to enjoy the journey, to experience the contentment and satisfaction. This guy's the guy. And I'm so happy with my decision. It's the best decision I've ever made.
I'm just oozing with love. And one day, ohmyfuckinggod, one day I'm gonna be his wifey and he's gonna be my hubs.
Everything with him feels right. It feels like it's supposed to feel. It's how I wanted things to feel when I dated Aaron and Bobby and Jordan and Chris and Andrew. Those relationships were a series of attempts to make a square peg fit into a round hole and it just never worked. Here I am now, and it feels so right. It's so annoyingly cliche to say, "When you know, you know." But I do know. Just like I knew when I didn't know. I was just too damn scared to do anything about it back then. Complacency ruled.
So here I am, I'm finally with the right guy - though, probably not the guy I imagined I'd end up with - but it feels right, and I see my future with him, and that's what matters. I really truly see him as my husband and as the father of my kids. I see him as my life partner, my traveler, my adventurer and all of the other roles he will come to play in time.
And it's such a relief to feel like you've finally found that person. I'm 27, but I found him. I found the right one. And I don't have to worry or stress or wonder; I just have to enjoy the journey, to experience the contentment and satisfaction. This guy's the guy. And I'm so happy with my decision. It's the best decision I've ever made.
I'm just oozing with love. And one day, ohmyfuckinggod, one day I'm gonna be his wifey and he's gonna be my hubs.