Every so often I get the itch to write, to transfer all that life has delt me…into words. So here I am, back to writing.
The biggest news…I married my best friend in Vegas this past February. I wrote about him a couple of times. He’s probably the reason why I stopped writing. I’ve been living, enjoying life. I know it sounds super cheesy but I am so in love. There isn’t a doubt in my mind that we were meant to be together. We are opposite in some ways, but in most we just click.
One night a few months ago, he proposed. Not on bended knee with 10 dozen flowers. But next to the bed with an open heart. It was truly the most heartfelt words he’s ever said. It’s a special feeling when you know that someone thinks the world of you. I wouldn’t give that up for anything. Honestly, I would have said yes after 6 months. Guess you can say I just knew.
I found my lover, my best friend, my travel companion, my confidant.
Lucky doesn’t do it justice.
You and I, my love, are two of the same. I don’t even know the to describe how much I love you. This was the first time that we rode a go-cart together and you absolutely loved it. You can annoy the shit outta me and make my heart overflow all at the same time. You’re six now and pretty much a grown up. I love how you are so independent and smart. You ALWAYS have something to say. I am so proud of you.
You’ll be starting the first grade soon and
I love you Judah.
Thankful for the hard times because it made the life I have now sweeter.
Judah. Don’t grow so quickly. My heart can’t take it.
Last month Chris and I turned one. I can’t believe it’s been a year already. The time just seemed to fly by. I won’t sit here and tell you that it’s been all sweetness and kisses cause I’d be lying. We’ve had out disagreements and even our first “fights”. But at the end of it all there’s peace, a compromise, an understanding that no matter what, we have each others back.
Sometimes I sit and think about my past relationships and wonder why things weren’t this easy. Wrong person? Wrong time? A combination of both. What I do know is that they all taught me something. A lot about myself and some about men.
I can honestly say I see Chris so different than I did anyone else, including my ex-husband. Partly because of they type of person that he is. I’m gonna brag on my man a little bit so prep yourself. For starters, he is not a romantic in the general definition of the word. His romance is displayed when he rubs my back when I lay across his lap, or puts his hand in my hair. When I’m cooking he’ll come in to help me clean, he’ll grab the broom and mop and send me away to finish up. He gasses up my car. His sappy texts are rare but when I do get them I know they are from the heart. One of the things I love the most is that he can make me laugh. Even on my roughest days he’s a text or meme or picture away from making me smile. His soft, kind, funny, loving, sweetness is all mine. Most people don’t see that side of him.
I feel privileged to know what it feels like to be absolutely head over heels in love.
I know I promised this post months ago, a little late but here it is guys.
If you read my last post you know that I met my boyfriend on tinder, I know who knew there were actually good guys on there. I guess you can say that somehow the stars aligned the night we met. I was completely burned out on dating. I had tried all the lame dating sites and at the end of the day ended up more frustrated than I had started. I never seemed to find the guy with the qualited I knew I needed. Not to mention that most didn’t get to the actual date part because of the pervert factor. I guess guys assume that being a gentleman was not a requirement and that sex was what all women online are looking for? I don’t know but it was getting annoying.
I honestly dont remember who messaged who first but it was so sweet from the beginning. We messaged back and forth for a few days before I gave him my number and honestly i was waiting for the dumb sex questions to start, you know which ones….what are you wearing…what do you like blah blah blah. I tell him all the time that this was one of the reasons that I found him so attractive. The questions never came. He was a perfect getleman, over text, over the phone, in person. He let me take the lead and it was so refreshing.
Fast forward to now I’m happy to say that I am one happy woman. It’s amazing to know a feel like you are cherished. Don’t get me wrong we’ve had our small disagreements but at the end of the day I know that most things aren’t worth the fight. And talking it out is wayyyyy better than the arguing and the fighting. I’ve learned so much about myself, about relationships, love, sacrifice.
I don’t want this feeling to ever end.
Happy Thanksgiving ya’ll!!! It’s been almost 5 years that I started blogging. Crazy how quickly time goes by. This years been full if surprises, mostly good ones. I’ll be moving this weekend. This new place will be new and exciting. Somewhere I planned versus somewhere I just ended up in. The moving part is killing me but I’m ready to start a new chapter. Ill be closer to my family and to my boyfriend. Ahhhh…..
Remember I said I met a guy. Well this month marks 7 months that we’ve been together. Is it lame to keep count? Anyway, long story short, we met on tinder this past summer. Tinder of all places. I never would’ve guessed that I would meet someone I could actually fall in love with.
He is the sweetest man. Not like that cheesy I’ll-feed-you-bullshit kinda sweet, but that genuine I care for you, I adore you kinda sweet. The strange part is, he doesn’t look the part. He’s quiet, reserved and to others may come off as an asshole or to “good” to talk to you, but I found this other said. The side that holds my face and tells me he loves me. The side that catches him staring at me while he’s trying to hide his grin. The side that would run to my aide at the mention of needing help. It feels genuine. Free. Full of hope and love. I feel so lucky. Things are easy. Conversation flows like water and even in silence there’s a comfort in just being next to each other. And the sex….well it’s pretty amazing. Like really really good ya’ll.
Sometimes it feels a little surreal. He met Judah last month and I met his kiddos this month. I wanted to wait a while to make sure we protected the hearts of the kiddos. My kiddo loves him and he seems to get along well with Judah. His kiddos are teenagers, sweet and well mannered. I try to play it cool but deep down I want them to like me. I’ve given them thier space and moved slowly to give them time to get used to me. All of this makes me so happy.
Im excited to see what 2016 has in store for us. Till next time.