Message from the east
So the verdict is in. This is my 'one'. I have the most amazing significant other I've ever had.
Moving is usually a painstaking and arduous process. That is exactly what this move has not been for me. In my life, I've always been very involved in the moving process in the past. Here is how it played out. . . Ian and I moved me out of my old place - which was pretty simple. The next week, we started cleaning and staging Ian's place for the move. We moved everything out of Ians room - up to a main room.
The next day Ian and his bff Greg rented a truck - and packed the entire truck while I was at work - without my assistance. This blew my mind. This was no small task. So I was already dumbstruck by this kind act. We cleaned all night that night. The next day . . . I was off to work early again. Ian then gathered Greg and drummer Eric The Red - headed to the new house and completely unloaded the truck. What?! Again - with basically no assistance from me - nor any resentment. We took the truck back, more cleaning all night. Passed out. Woke up - off to work. Ian started arranging the house. After multiple days of very late nights, I was fried by the time we got home. Ian let me go to sleep. He stayed up ALL night to unpack the house!! Again with zero resentment! Who does that?! An amazingly considerate and loving partner. He was flying out to PA that morning. I often find myself in disbelief that a partner like this exists. I've never had anyone consider me so much.
There is nothing like being so wholly loved by someone. He loves me so - and he conducts his every action with that love in mind. This man . . Is the man I want to someday call my spouse. I believe that he is the one I am supposed to be with. If 'ones' do not exist. . . I do not wish to be corrected. As . . . Perhaps they exist now . . Or for us.
Philadelphia has been wonderful so far. I love it here. Makes me miss calling the east my home.
More to come . . .
Moving is usually a painstaking and arduous process. That is exactly what this move has not been for me. In my life, I've always been very involved in the moving process in the past. Here is how it played out. . . Ian and I moved me out of my old place - which was pretty simple. The next week, we started cleaning and staging Ian's place for the move. We moved everything out of Ians room - up to a main room.
The next day Ian and his bff Greg rented a truck - and packed the entire truck while I was at work - without my assistance. This blew my mind. This was no small task. So I was already dumbstruck by this kind act. We cleaned all night that night. The next day . . . I was off to work early again. Ian then gathered Greg and drummer Eric The Red - headed to the new house and completely unloaded the truck. What?! Again - with basically no assistance from me - nor any resentment. We took the truck back, more cleaning all night. Passed out. Woke up - off to work. Ian started arranging the house. After multiple days of very late nights, I was fried by the time we got home. Ian let me go to sleep. He stayed up ALL night to unpack the house!! Again with zero resentment! Who does that?! An amazingly considerate and loving partner. He was flying out to PA that morning. I often find myself in disbelief that a partner like this exists. I've never had anyone consider me so much.
There is nothing like being so wholly loved by someone. He loves me so - and he conducts his every action with that love in mind. This man . . Is the man I want to someday call my spouse. I believe that he is the one I am supposed to be with. If 'ones' do not exist. . . I do not wish to be corrected. As . . . Perhaps they exist now . . Or for us.
Philadelphia has been wonderful so far. I love it here. Makes me miss calling the east my home.
More to come . . .