I forgot. And apparently he also totally forgot. After approaching 6th year of marriage bliss, everything went blur and forgotten. Even our wedding anniversary date. I guess we’re just a normal couple with normal pace of decreased memories conflict.
Hubby was not the first guy I’ve ever met. I did have a boyfriend before him. An overly sensitive boyfriend, too emotional with some feline quality which makes me wonders why I adored him so much in the first place. He didn’t read well to criticism. Even when it was gentle and well meant. He wasn’t used to anyone finding fault with him.
I, on the other hand, had been raised on a steady diet of critiques and evaluations.
His changeable mood was the thermostat that regulated our relationship. And as any stupid relationship goes, it went down straight to the drain.
Then I met hubby. He happened to be very intelligent, and a good listener – which is a nice change. We fell in love very quickly. I felt curiously light and buoyant, almost feverish with happiness. It had affected Hubby the same way, which had probably scared the crap out of him during that time, since he was not expected to be ready for any healthy relationship after a relationship train wreck few years back.
I no longer believe in the idea of soul mates, or love at the first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.
And now there are 3 of us. Me, hubby and the baby, Haleef. My little family. A miracle. Hubby is so content with Haleef. I know without a doubt this man loves us for exactly who we are. No conditions, no limits. That’s a miracle too. In fact, every day is filled with ordinary miracles. You don’t have to look far to find them.
Happy 6th anniversary dear….
Hubby was not the first guy I’ve ever met. I did have a boyfriend before him. An overly sensitive boyfriend, too emotional with some feline quality which makes me wonders why I adored him so much in the first place. He didn’t read well to criticism. Even when it was gentle and well meant. He wasn’t used to anyone finding fault with him.
I, on the other hand, had been raised on a steady diet of critiques and evaluations.
His changeable mood was the thermostat that regulated our relationship. And as any stupid relationship goes, it went down straight to the drain.
Then I met hubby. He happened to be very intelligent, and a good listener – which is a nice change. We fell in love very quickly. I felt curiously light and buoyant, almost feverish with happiness. It had affected Hubby the same way, which had probably scared the crap out of him during that time, since he was not expected to be ready for any healthy relationship after a relationship train wreck few years back.
I no longer believe in the idea of soul mates, or love at the first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.
And now there are 3 of us. Me, hubby and the baby, Haleef. My little family. A miracle. Hubby is so content with Haleef. I know without a doubt this man loves us for exactly who we are. No conditions, no limits. That’s a miracle too. In fact, every day is filled with ordinary miracles. You don’t have to look far to find them.
Happy 6th anniversary dear….
