Beautiful Moment

we talked about what we wanted as parents.  we defined what 'socially awkward' and 'socialized' meant for each of us.  we talked about where we want to be financially, emotionally, physically when we make the choice to become parents.  we talked about the terrible decisions that can be inherent to parenting and the decision to have children.
he played his game and I cried.  they were the happiest of tears.
i feel like such a grown-up that  might need to play in some mud.  i am glad for that talk and i welcome the future conversations that go with it.



i am comforted to know i have an ally.
i have a partner.  a best friend.  he is my lover, my equal, and my greatest joy.  

Voila, Mon Coeur

Life is crazy, and wonderful all at the same time right now. I feel older inside, crazier, different. Top it all with a generous helping of stress, and I wake up tired, I go to bed tired, I work all day tired only to fall into bed, and repeat it the next day. One of the things getting me through all the crazy is this man. The one who holds me when I cry (frequently), who kisses me when I'm lonely, who is becoming my best friend and trusted buddy. He is the one who cooks me dinner when I'm sick, and follows me into yarn stores when I need something to knit.

I cannot tell him how much I love him. There aren't words, but that's okay. We have the rest of our lives to say "I love you" and that works for me.



p.s. knitting update to eventually follow.