The boy and I moved in together two weeks ago and while there have been some hiccups with the move (new place wasn't cleaned at all, I suck at packing and dragged it out for two weeks), overall it's gone a lot better than I thought it would. I know it's still "new" and exciting but I love having someone to come home to, someone to say goodnight to every night and good morning to while I'm groggy from not getting enough sleep and grumpy from the alarm going off to early. We have become, well a We and as much as it makes the cynic in me sick to my stomach, I'm loving being in a relationship and am completely falling head over heels for him.
I can honestly see myself marrying him down the road and raising a family together. He's my Yeti...
"All morning I thought how strange our meeting was. I mean, we have to be in a universe, on a continent, in a country, in a state, in a county, on a river, in a small yellow boat... A thousand coincidences that arranged themselves so that we would meet. And then, of course, we have to be attracted to each other. When I was little, my girlfriends and I called it Yeti love. You never expect to see it, but you've heard it's out there and it might just be a legend. But you keep looking for it anyway." - Eternal on the Water by Joseph Monninger.
I've spent so many years of my life swearing that I was fine on my own and that I could take care of myself, when in reality, I needed someone in my life who would take care of me in a way that allowed me to think I was still doing things on my own.
I never imagined all of this could be so easy, so natural. But this has all been so organic, like it was meant to be all along.
04 February 2010
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