Funny how time flies when you’re having fun. On this very day some 11 years ago, The Hubs and I decided we could try at being a couple for 3 months. Err .. why 3 months? Because being the committment phobics that we were, we needed to know that there was a clear way out. A “no obligations, no questions asked” exit policy. And it was because we both finally found someone who could truly get that is why we’re here now.
I suppose I could say that I found my one, true soulmate. But I’ve never believed in finding the perfect someone. Nobody’s perfect. What I found was someone who loves me for who I am … someone who believes in me … someone who makes me laugh … someone who makes me a better person … someone who gives me backrubs even when he’s really tired … someone who gets that I get cranky when I’m hungry or sometimes for no reason at all … someone who goes shopping for hours with me with absolutely no complaints … someone who knows how much I love pink … someone who doesn’t get why I love winter wear but goes through the trouble to order them secretly for me on-line anyway … and someone who still remembers that special day after 11 years.