I'm Not One to Get Mushy

I not not really that sentimental. I'm not big on hugs--I receive them, but I rarely initiate them. I'm not one to goo-and-ga over someone and publicly announce my love and adoration for him. I feel like there is something contrived in that, but lately I have been overwhelmed with a feeling of love and appreciation for my husband. So I am going against my standards and publicly expressing it.

I am lucky to be married to a man who is truthfully my best friend. I love that we go grocery shopping together, cook together, watch TV shows together, laugh together, travel together and make plans for the future together...

People ask me, "What do you guys talk about when you go out?" Well...everything and anything: school, our dogs, our future kids, our future home, our dislikes with our tiny apartment, movies, family, work, friends, moving, staying, frustrations, memories, advice, food, diets...

We've been married for 3 years, and at the time I married Nathan I didn't understand the capacity my heart had for loving him. Feeling love is interesting. It is interesting how I can feel it deep inside of me--like every thread, every strand, every fiber of my being warms at the thought of Nathan.

Life never goes according to plan. Some things I thought would always be haven't, but love knows no bounds; cliche I know, but true. I've come to learn that love knows not of age, religion, location, failure or time. All love knows of time is it goes with it.

Thanks for letting me get all mushy...I promise it wont happen again anytime soon :)