Chucktober Day 30: People in love are disgusting. They fawn all over each other, making smoochy
noises and saying saccharin sweet things like "no, you hang up". People
in new love are even worse, making personal decisions based on a
galloping libido and daydreams of happily ever after in gingerbread
houses. However, it worked out for me because when my husband's heart
started to go pitter pat like a freight train he bought his very first
pair of Converse. Even worse, he bought me a matching pair.
My
husband was drinking the kool aid and I was right there alongside him. I
wanted to figure out how to really love someone and it's always been
him. He's the right one. The one made for me.
My husband is always on my mind and walks with me in my heart. Benjamin fits, just like our ridiculous matching shoes.
(I am surprised that almost all of these posts from 2 years ago are still relevant, accurate, and feel the same.)
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