Sometimes it's like watching my life through a movie. Sitting here, even after two years, I still ask myself, "is this real?"
Yeah, I'm sure some people are rolling their eyes and most won't even finish reading this. So what. You'd have to truly understand what my previous marriage was like in order to fully comprehend why I'm in such awe of the man who chose me to be his bride today.
He opens doors for me. He kisses me good night every single night. At any given moment, he just has to reach out and touch me. I think he does it to make sure I'm still there. I love the way he smiles at me. Or when I'm in the kitchen and he walks up behind me and wraps his arms around me to kiss me neck. I've only seen this kinda stuff in movie. Fortunately for me, it's my life. I never take a second of it for granted.
I love the way he makes me laugh. We're like two kids playing together. We were in the walmart parking lot the other day when all this monstrous rain came. I was jumping in rain puddles splashing and we're both giggling like crazy. We could be standing in the middle of the coffee isle and he'll kiss me just because. I love the looks we get. Every time he is stretched out on the couch, I walk by and run my nails up the back of his feet. He makes the funniest sound and his face is hilarious. He's like a lil frustrated kid. He makes the most adorable pout faces.
If you'd asked me five years ago if I was happy, I would have told you I had happy moments. Continually, consistent happiness for the last two and a half years? I honestly never imagined it was possible. I dreamt of this life. I had day dreams of the stuff that makes movies. Tall, dark and handsome comes in out of nowhere and sweeps you off your feet. Tall, not so dark but incredibly handsome worked up the nerve to stick his head through my car window and kiss me on the first night we met. He later told me he was terrified I'd punch him for doing that. Nope. I fell in love. To date, it's still the best and most memorable night of my life.
Yep, I gush. Everyday I'm completely amazed. We don't fight. We don't always see eye to eye...but I know a fight and we just don't do that. Fights with my ex were screaming matches that the neighbors could hear two miles down the road. We aren't the Clevers. We are just our own crazy, awesome, modern day version of the Brady Bunch. My kinda perfect.
Matt was having a heart to heart with M the other day. He asked her, "is your Mom happy?" To which she replied, "Yeah, she is very happy. You guys don't fight. She's always laughing". Matt and I get all sappy and goofy and she'll say "eeeewwwww", it just makes me giggle. My babies are just as happy as I am and that makes all the difference in my world.
Last night, Matt was tucking me into bed. He was kissing me and I smiled and said "look, I have goosebumps again." He ran his hand up my arm and just laughed. He said to me: "You're gonna be the oldest woman in the world getting goose bumps and butterflies..."
I smiled and said: "I hope so..." <3
Yeah, I'm sure some people are rolling their eyes and most won't even finish reading this. So what. You'd have to truly understand what my previous marriage was like in order to fully comprehend why I'm in such awe of the man who chose me to be his bride today.
He opens doors for me. He kisses me good night every single night. At any given moment, he just has to reach out and touch me. I think he does it to make sure I'm still there. I love the way he smiles at me. Or when I'm in the kitchen and he walks up behind me and wraps his arms around me to kiss me neck. I've only seen this kinda stuff in movie. Fortunately for me, it's my life. I never take a second of it for granted.
I love the way he makes me laugh. We're like two kids playing together. We were in the walmart parking lot the other day when all this monstrous rain came. I was jumping in rain puddles splashing and we're both giggling like crazy. We could be standing in the middle of the coffee isle and he'll kiss me just because. I love the looks we get. Every time he is stretched out on the couch, I walk by and run my nails up the back of his feet. He makes the funniest sound and his face is hilarious. He's like a lil frustrated kid. He makes the most adorable pout faces.
If you'd asked me five years ago if I was happy, I would have told you I had happy moments. Continually, consistent happiness for the last two and a half years? I honestly never imagined it was possible. I dreamt of this life. I had day dreams of the stuff that makes movies. Tall, dark and handsome comes in out of nowhere and sweeps you off your feet. Tall, not so dark but incredibly handsome worked up the nerve to stick his head through my car window and kiss me on the first night we met. He later told me he was terrified I'd punch him for doing that. Nope. I fell in love. To date, it's still the best and most memorable night of my life.
Yep, I gush. Everyday I'm completely amazed. We don't fight. We don't always see eye to eye...but I know a fight and we just don't do that. Fights with my ex were screaming matches that the neighbors could hear two miles down the road. We aren't the Clevers. We are just our own crazy, awesome, modern day version of the Brady Bunch. My kinda perfect.
Matt was having a heart to heart with M the other day. He asked her, "is your Mom happy?" To which she replied, "Yeah, she is very happy. You guys don't fight. She's always laughing". Matt and I get all sappy and goofy and she'll say "eeeewwwww", it just makes me giggle. My babies are just as happy as I am and that makes all the difference in my world.
Last night, Matt was tucking me into bed. He was kissing me and I smiled and said "look, I have goosebumps again." He ran his hand up my arm and just laughed. He said to me: "You're gonna be the oldest woman in the world getting goose bumps and butterflies..."
I smiled and said: "I hope so..." <3
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