I love being part of a couple!
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I was watching television this weekend and a movie that I like a lot was shown on HBO. I don’t know the name of it, but it has two likeable stars who I thought gave good chemistry in the movie, which was a romantic comedy.
I really enjoy watching those movies about romance, and I love reading romantic novels (ever since I was a teen). I know they are considered trashy and nonsense to some people but to me they have always been great reading. It’s the adventure of the heroine and what she goes through to find love and that dashing, brooding male that gets her love. (sighhh)
OK so I’m a silly romantic! Deal with it or move on if you don’t want more gushing! Heehee, I promise not to gush too much!
In fact there seemed to have been quite a lot of romantic dramas or comedies on this past weekend, it must be because Spring is here.
Watching the going ons between the leads in the movie got me to think about the love of my life, my husband. We met when I was 18, a babe out there in date land. Make that newly emancipated babe in date land! My mom was strict but allowed me some freedom, although I didn’t really date too much before I was 18 because there weren’t too many men I was interested in at the time. I had a few crushes yes, but nothing to speak of. When I turned 18 there were several men on my horizon, some I dated, some were just friends.
None got my heart pumping the way he did, [swoon] he was a lot of fun to be with. At that time, he was also the only one brave enough to go to my parents to ask permission to date me – now how romantic was that! He was the only one who could keep up with me when it came to going on adventures and just enjoying life. Hey if you lived in a tropical island what would you be doing? I loved hiking, going to the beach, going dancing, and I do mean dancing – non stop on the dance floor for hours!
It’s been almost 21 years of being together and I still feel the same about him as I did then. He’s still the same caring and loving person today. Of course he’s got his moments, but so do I. I realize I’m not the easiest person to live with at times because I can be really moody sometimes. He knows how to disarm me though. He’ll say something funny or outrageous just to get me to laugh. We’re both very stubborn in our ways but we know when to give in to the demand of the other.
I read Mason’s blog about being single and loving it, Link (I was in the middle of writing this piece). It got me to thinking how much I do love being part of a couple. We’re comfortable with each other. We know each others secrets, dreams, and pains. We have three beautiful children together. I like it that I can depend on him and him on me. We trust each other explicitly and I wouldn’t worry if he was surrounded by a lot of beautiful women (not that I wouldn’t get jealous) but I wouldn’t worry too much.
We can bandy words playfully between us, talk explicitly, laugh at each other and even cry together. I don’t like him (or my kids) to see me cry though because then he (they) get(s) sad or worry unnecessarily. That doesn’t mean I’m an emotional basket case, it’s just that I feel deeply (empathize) about a lot of things and I get upset when I’m sad or angry.
There are times when we might not seem to be a family unit because we’re all over the place doing our own thing, but we are one and because of that we can be comfortable doing what we each enjoy.
And there are those moments when we will ‘get on each others nerves’ or cuss at each other over mundane things, one being too demanding of the other, we’re both very strong-headed (I think I mentioned that already!) and then I don’t talk to him for a couple of hours and he calls me nonstop trying to make up and later we have the most exciting sex…….alright, I’m getting carried away, but that as happened before!LOL! Oh yes, we’re still into each other as much as we were from the beginning of our romance.
Yes, I do like it that I’m one half of a couple. We do try to make each other happy and keep our family together. There are times when I want to be alone and I find my own little corner to do that.
There are many times I’m grateful that there’s someone else next to me snoring away, or to give me breakfast in bed, or to lie in bed and chat or cuddle in bed while it’s raining cats and dogs outside; to watch a favourite movie or program; or to indulge in our favourite chocolate bar or ice cream.
And the times when all five of us are on our bed eating pop corn and watching a program or just hanging out together. The kids’ love being on our bed because it’s so soft and comfortable, they always say! Yes, I love those moments.
I do have a lot of friends who are single and they've always said that they like the fact that we're still together and still love each other so much. Being married doesn't mean we can't have friends who are single. We don't push them to get married, or play match maker or get into their personal lives, unless they ask for help in that department! But like Mason, a lot of my single friends are happy being single, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that.
Life is all about being who you are. Living your life to the best of your ability and most of all loving who you are. It doesn’t matter if you have someone or not, if you don’t love yourself, or you’re not comfortable with you, how would you be able to share yourself with someone else?
I really enjoy watching those movies about romance, and I love reading romantic novels (ever since I was a teen). I know they are considered trashy and nonsense to some people but to me they have always been great reading. It’s the adventure of the heroine and what she goes through to find love and that dashing, brooding male that gets her love. (sighhh)
OK so I’m a silly romantic! Deal with it or move on if you don’t want more gushing! Heehee, I promise not to gush too much!
In fact there seemed to have been quite a lot of romantic dramas or comedies on this past weekend, it must be because Spring is here.
Watching the going ons between the leads in the movie got me to think about the love of my life, my husband. We met when I was 18, a babe out there in date land. Make that newly emancipated babe in date land! My mom was strict but allowed me some freedom, although I didn’t really date too much before I was 18 because there weren’t too many men I was interested in at the time. I had a few crushes yes, but nothing to speak of. When I turned 18 there were several men on my horizon, some I dated, some were just friends.
None got my heart pumping the way he did, [swoon] he was a lot of fun to be with. At that time, he was also the only one brave enough to go to my parents to ask permission to date me – now how romantic was that! He was the only one who could keep up with me when it came to going on adventures and just enjoying life. Hey if you lived in a tropical island what would you be doing? I loved hiking, going to the beach, going dancing, and I do mean dancing – non stop on the dance floor for hours!
It’s been almost 21 years of being together and I still feel the same about him as I did then. He’s still the same caring and loving person today. Of course he’s got his moments, but so do I. I realize I’m not the easiest person to live with at times because I can be really moody sometimes. He knows how to disarm me though. He’ll say something funny or outrageous just to get me to laugh. We’re both very stubborn in our ways but we know when to give in to the demand of the other.
I read Mason’s blog about being single and loving it, Link (I was in the middle of writing this piece). It got me to thinking how much I do love being part of a couple. We’re comfortable with each other. We know each others secrets, dreams, and pains. We have three beautiful children together. I like it that I can depend on him and him on me. We trust each other explicitly and I wouldn’t worry if he was surrounded by a lot of beautiful women (not that I wouldn’t get jealous) but I wouldn’t worry too much.
We can bandy words playfully between us, talk explicitly, laugh at each other and even cry together. I don’t like him (or my kids) to see me cry though because then he (they) get(s) sad or worry unnecessarily. That doesn’t mean I’m an emotional basket case, it’s just that I feel deeply (empathize) about a lot of things and I get upset when I’m sad or angry.
There are times when we might not seem to be a family unit because we’re all over the place doing our own thing, but we are one and because of that we can be comfortable doing what we each enjoy.
And there are those moments when we will ‘get on each others nerves’ or cuss at each other over mundane things, one being too demanding of the other, we’re both very strong-headed (I think I mentioned that already!) and then I don’t talk to him for a couple of hours and he calls me nonstop trying to make up and later we have the most exciting sex…….alright, I’m getting carried away, but that as happened before!LOL! Oh yes, we’re still into each other as much as we were from the beginning of our romance.
Yes, I do like it that I’m one half of a couple. We do try to make each other happy and keep our family together. There are times when I want to be alone and I find my own little corner to do that.
There are many times I’m grateful that there’s someone else next to me snoring away, or to give me breakfast in bed, or to lie in bed and chat or cuddle in bed while it’s raining cats and dogs outside; to watch a favourite movie or program; or to indulge in our favourite chocolate bar or ice cream.
And the times when all five of us are on our bed eating pop corn and watching a program or just hanging out together. The kids’ love being on our bed because it’s so soft and comfortable, they always say! Yes, I love those moments.
I do have a lot of friends who are single and they've always said that they like the fact that we're still together and still love each other so much. Being married doesn't mean we can't have friends who are single. We don't push them to get married, or play match maker or get into their personal lives, unless they ask for help in that department! But like Mason, a lot of my single friends are happy being single, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with that.
Life is all about being who you are. Living your life to the best of your ability and most of all loving who you are. It doesn’t matter if you have someone or not, if you don’t love yourself, or you’re not comfortable with you, how would you be able to share yourself with someone else?
While I enjoy the single life it's nice to read about someone who's relatrionship works as well as yours.
good to ready there's good relationhips and that people are sharing loving moments ! 