|This is one of my favorites so... introducing two of my favorite people.|
Once upon a time I met a gentleman who was very nice and kind to me. I met his family and for the most part, they took me under their wing and let me be part of their family for a while. It was great. We became great friends and although there is the awful label he and I share, the dreaded ex's-, things are sometimes weird for others regarding our friendship. He isn't the weird ex-boyfriend who hangs around hoping and pining for times past. I'm not the weird ex-girlfriend who still hopes to manage a small flame for the "in case". Or whatever it is that makes our friendship so weird to others.
I moved on one day and met my Bliss. His name is Matthew and we have been lawfully together 3 years this October.
My gentleman friend has been biding his time, finally found a very beautiful young lady, and is ready to name her his Bliss. They are soon to be lawfully together at the beginning of December of this year.
I have never seen him so happy and healthy.
I don't know her from previously, but she seem equally happy.
So, in light of what many consider to be a miracle in the making... Congratulations!
|A toast to the happy couple|
|Her ring. Beautiful opal, good choice Mr. H|
There will come a time when the honeymoon phase is over... and it sucks. Cause you can easily get caught up in a rut. I didn't really get a chance for that to happen so much with my marriage cause we had kids immediately and that in itself puts you in a rut. Take time for yourselves. Not as in you two together, but as individuals. You both already seem really pretty good at that. Miss T has her friends, Mr. H has his friends, and then you all hang out together.
Talk to each other as much as you can. Mr. H, I know you are laughing a little about that statement as we both know I am not much of a talker when it comes to my feelings or things that are going on. My Bliss makes me talk to him. Especially when I don't want to. That's when I need to the most. So talk to each other.
Therapy isn't shameful. I think every couple should go to therapy. There isn't such a thing as a kid's handbook and there isn't such a thing as a marriage handbook. No one really knows what they are getting themselves into. No one realized the work that goes into it... mostly the learning how to give and take and compromise. Who does what chore when and the divvying of duties. Making a family with someone who previously wasn't is hard. Their ideas and values are different and learning to mesh them together is a challenge. I didn't go to couple therapy, but therapy on my own at the beginning really helped keep me level headed.
When you feel angry, bored, or any other negative emotion toward your partner, sit down and really, truly think about the beginning. How you felt at the beginning. Why you felt that way. Dress up. Pretend it's the beginning again. It really helps remind me of the spark.
And always remember, there is an ebb and flow of EVERYTHING!!! There are good times, there are bad times, there are easy times, there are hard times. Hold on, keep your arms and legs in the car, and enjoy the ride. And now, this story, above all stories I have read... and I read A LOT... touched me to the core and really let something sink in. Please read it, read the moral, and keep this story at the forefront through your lives.
So, Miss T, I'm glad you are going to be George's dog mom. I am so glad that you gave the wiener another chance... yeah, I called you a wiener Harold and there isn't much you can do about it cause you really can be. :) Tristian, you seem to be a strong woman who won't put up with his shenanigans. Harold, you are such a sweet heart. Don't ever stop sending her flowers and being so cute to her.
I love you both and hope you have as good a time on this ride as I've been having!