8.30.2012

9 Real Good Years.

I am not really much of a romantic.

Sure, I swooned mighty heavily back in my teenage years over romantic chick flicks.

But when it really comes down to an everyday relationship? Romance? Meh. A little goes a long way for me.

What I really want deep down is a guy who is consistent. Someone I can always count on to be there for me, and for my kids. A guy who works really hard, and does not say no in the face of a challenge. A guy who is authentically himself, happy with who he is, but humble about it too. A guy who is open minded and kind. A guy who is accepting of me. A guy who is relatively unaffected by the outside world, and who doesn't seek his approval there.

Luckily the guy I chose fits all of those descriptions, plus. Bryan, thank you. You are my everyday (sometimes sweaty) knight on a bike, and I love you.

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.

Louis De Bernieres 

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