I've been meaning to tweet but this paper had me all tied up.
Okay, it really didn't, but I would have felt bad blogging while I could have been writing my paper.
1. I absolutely love spending time with my husband. There is no greater feeling than the one I get when he comes home from work or upon seeing him for the first time after hours. Call it the honeymoon phase, I don't really know (or care) what it is, but I can't deny how much I love it. Now, I normally don't like the mushy gushy, because let's face it, I wasn't raised around women that did that (I have not ONCE heard my mom tell my dad how handsome he is, despite the many women who have openly expressed that to me) but I thoroughly enjoy our time together. Our humor is the same and that makes for a great time. He is intellectual stimulating, and always keeps me on my toes. I love being married, I love having a lifetime partner. I love waking up to him. I don't love that I can't sleep while he's snoring, but I enjoy having him around me anyway. It's a feeling of completeness, a feeling of wholeness that I can't really describe. He truly is my other half, and when he's not around, I'm fine mentally, but my soul thirsts. I've been raised to be an independent woman, but even independent women have souls that yearn for completeness. I enjoy seeing complete marriages like this. It's uplifting, and it's entirely OF God. Seeing it around me, even though it is rare, allows me to have greater hope in humanity. Not everyone is entirely worked up on physical attraction and false advertised hooplas of "I'm this and that". I enjoy the friendship I have with him because after 6 years of relationships, I realized that that's all I've ever really wanted. Friendship. I want to be able to keep you around me and not be annoyed. I want to be able to talk for hours on end only to realize that we are not going to get much rest before tomorrow's day of work begins. I want to make you a better person while you make me a better person. I want go on road trips and be reminded that I need to put my seatbelt on. I want to pray together. I want to work towards a common goal together. I want to laugh at myself (and you) when we fail at reaching our goal because we are so addicted to food. I want to make fun of you without you feeling hurt. I want my cheeks to hurt from laughing so much. I just want to hang out with you and enjoy silence, or trash talk about sports, even though I'm not good at it.
In essence, I absolutely love spending time with my husband because hanging out with him truly feels like I'm hanging out myself in another body. You know how awesome that feels when you, in turn, truly love yourself as a person? That's not an egotistical statement of conceit either. So many people are uncomfortable being alone and it's because they truly don't love who they are as a person. They're uncomfortable in their own skin, and that leads them to look for relationships that fill that void. It's a common and deathly mistake. I learned this a while ago, and it's resonated within me for so long that I was able to make a good decision in my life in marrying a man who is very similar to me. Don't get it twisted, we are NOT identical, but so many of our core values and strengths are alike that I just enjoy being around him because he exudes positivity, strength, humor, and confidence. It's a joy being around him, I hope that it's the same joy I give to others when I am around them. It's important to always keep the lamp lit, especially in a world with so much darkness.
Well, this is over. I had to share this because yesterday I had a wonderful dinner with the Hubster and of course, I wanted to write it down before it vanished from my mind as quickly as everything I learn does lol.