Uni, wow.
I guess I've learned to quit arguing with you. He proposed. And in such a sweet, indirect, and surprising way. And then made it more direct the next day.
But you knew. You knew that it would have to be done that way, because I'm not a normal person, and so can't have a normal proposal LMAO Leave it to you to give me a guy who would propose while look at custom glass-blown pipes on Etsy by him pointing to the ones that say "Bride" and "Groom" and saying, "You should get those ones."
LOL Wow...
And yeah, he meant EXACTLY that. He made sure the next day that I knew what he was asking. Not that there was much doubt in my mind after H told me that while they were up north, he'd had multiple conversations with them about wanting to propose to me. He's been thinking about it for a bit, apparently, and not just while he was there with me.
I realize again, of course, that he really is perfect for me. How the heck, Uni? Really? I'd almost swear that you flat out made us for each other. But no, that can't be, can it? LOL
The way he makes love? EXACTLY the way I like it. Exactly.
And he gives me exactly as much space as I need. I go lay in the yard to be alone, and he lets me be alone. Everyone else will swarm me, worried, even though I'm just freaking cloud-watching, but him? "She's fine. I'll know if something's wrong." And he DOES. I started having a panic attack last night, and he was right there. "I'm here baby girl, I'm not going anywhere. You're safe. I'll never, ever let anyone hurt you again."
Yeah, someone said that after the three weeks we had apart, he'd never want to leave me unsupervised again. Yeah... he's pretty much moved back in with me. He's been here every night since getting home.
And Uni, this thing you have going with me not being able to read him? At first, it aggravated me. I'd panic. What's he thinking? What's he feeling? I'm used to making my decisions based on what the other person feels, what will make them happy, and I'd just be able to read them to know that. But not him. I can't read him. I have to make my decisions based on what will make me happy. But it always works out that it makes him happy too.
And I discovered another thing, Uni, about this whole inability to read him. But you already knew that the only relationship I could trust, that would work for me, would have to be with someone I couldn't read, didn't you? That was part of your plan all along, wasn't it?
Because with every previous relationship, I wasn't entirely sure of my own feelings. Oh, sure, when I was with someone, I'd have those feelings of love and excitement and whatever, but I was never quite sure those were my own feelings, or if they were they feelings of the other person. Because when the other person was gone, the feelings kinda went away. But this one? Oh, no. I'm SURE these are my feelings. I'm absolutely positive that I'm in love with this amazing man. Because when he's gone? Oh, Uni, I miss him so much when he's gone. So please, please don't take him away from me. It might just kill me. Three weeks was TORTURE for us to be apart. And he felt the same way. He just wanted to get home to see me. That's it!
That's how I know he's the one. Because my feelings for him just grow when he's gone, they don't fade. They're MY feelings for him. And it's new and wonderful and joyous...
But now? How the HELL am I supposed to tell my family that I'm getting married in February to a guy that they do NOT approve of at all.
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