When you know, you know.
When I was younger I can recall my father re-telling the stories of how my parents met and of things that went on during their short courtship. One of things he had said was that when he met my mother, all the bad things in his life made sense. I thought this was a sweet thing to say, but never truly grasped the meaning. Another thing he said was that even though he loved my mother SOOOO much, it was only half as much as he would the next day. That one really baffled me. How could you not love someone with all your heart right now?
With Michael, it makes sense to me now. All of the good and bad things in my life, the big and the small, eventually lead me to where I am now in Vermont. You never think about those things until you get to a place where you are happy. With each day that goes on I can feel my love for him growing, and it's simply magical.
Last night we cuddled on the couch, my ear on his chest and my chin on his beer belly (hehe, we're working on that). For the duration of the movie I listened to his heartbeat. It sounded different than what I think of a heartbeat; possibly because he is older than I am or possibly because I've never really listened before. At that moment all I could think of was how beautiful a sound it is to me.
Now Mike is a fair number of years older than I am, and while I don't like to think so morbidly, when planning for the long-term I have to accept the fact that I will likely outlive him. The day his heart stops beating is the day that mine will break. Realizing this just further cements me in this relationship, and then I know that he is the one I want to marry.
I still think of when we met. I was working at my old job when I see this dude walk through the back and I'm like "Who's that tall guy?". Never, ever in my life would I expect to be here with him now, someone that 3 years ago I didn't even know existed. He keeps asking me where I've been all his life. I ask myself that too.
I never, ever knew I'd end up where I am, but when you know, you know. Not only do I know, but I wouldn't change a damn thing.
With Michael, it makes sense to me now. All of the good and bad things in my life, the big and the small, eventually lead me to where I am now in Vermont. You never think about those things until you get to a place where you are happy. With each day that goes on I can feel my love for him growing, and it's simply magical.
Last night we cuddled on the couch, my ear on his chest and my chin on his beer belly (hehe, we're working on that). For the duration of the movie I listened to his heartbeat. It sounded different than what I think of a heartbeat; possibly because he is older than I am or possibly because I've never really listened before. At that moment all I could think of was how beautiful a sound it is to me.
Now Mike is a fair number of years older than I am, and while I don't like to think so morbidly, when planning for the long-term I have to accept the fact that I will likely outlive him. The day his heart stops beating is the day that mine will break. Realizing this just further cements me in this relationship, and then I know that he is the one I want to marry.
I still think of when we met. I was working at my old job when I see this dude walk through the back and I'm like "Who's that tall guy?". Never, ever in my life would I expect to be here with him now, someone that 3 years ago I didn't even know existed. He keeps asking me where I've been all his life. I ask myself that too.
I never, ever knew I'd end up where I am, but when you know, you know. Not only do I know, but I wouldn't change a damn thing.