Monday, February 18, 2019

The One.

Today I have to tell you where I've been for the last 3 years, and why there hasn't been time for blogging.... (I notice that I intended to write this post a year ago, and then somehow didn't get around to it!).

Early in 2016, I met someone.  

And when I say 'someone' what I really mean is 'The One'.

The One who makes your heart beat faster. The One who takes care of you when you're well and when you're sick. The One who makes you laugh like no-one else can.  The One who drops everything and holds you when you cry, because what makes you so sad that you need to cry is important to him, just because it's important to you.

The One who tells you not to ratchet yourself down, not to hold part of yourself back, The One who encourages you to live full throttle, wholeheartedly, even though it scares some people, intimidates some people, makes some people envious, insecure, even angry.  The One who tells you that he wants to know you, all of you, the super-smart-overachieving-can-do-everything-you-turn-your-hand-to corners of you that you usually try to hide from people, because your mother said you were 'too much', because your ex-husband said you 'made him feel stupid when you could solve problems that he could not'.  

The One who lets you in, who shows you his weaknesses, his flaws, cautiously, carefully, worried that you might change your mind about him, but determined that you should know the whole person anyway.  The One you love, precisely because he is not perfect, and because he is brave, funny, kind, smart.  Because his hugs feel like home.  Because his smile makes you smile.  Because his love makes you better.  Because he makes you want to love him in ways that make him better.

Him.  I met him!  And it has been the most amazing time!

We are real, we don't live in a fairy-tale, there are rough times, tough times, there are days when we don't understand each other, there are weeks when we both work so hard we barely see each other.

And then there are times when we have no children and no homework (he's in school right now, it's a LOT!), and there is time to talk to each other, time to watch tv together, time to each work on our own thing but know that the other one is sitting right there doing their thing, too.  There is time for dancing, and napping, and more talking.  There is time for 'do we wanna go out to eat, or shall we just scrounge up some leftovers?' because with just us two, we don't have to cook if we don't feel like it.  Heaven!

It is an immensely powerful, life-altering thing, to be loved and accepted exactly how you are.  It takes time, to learn to truly trust it, to really believe that it's actually working and lasting and isn't about to implode in your face. It takes more time when the last time you put yourself out there, someone treated you badly, someone cheated, someone lied, someone gave up and walked away.  It takes time to trust that this person is not walking away, that when they say they are staying, they actually mean it, and they actually stay.  We have had days where one of us felt like the other was on the verge of letting go, when we knew that this day would have broken our previous relationships - and it has taken courage to work through those days, to trust each other, and to believe in the power of two people choosing each other.

But we're here.  It's been a wild and crazy ride, and it's about to go off on a new tangent, but I'll tell you about that another day!  


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