Since said our "I do's" to each other and in front of those who care about us. What a magical day that was. And the magic continues. I wondered how things would be, I mean if things would be any different after the ceremony. I mean we had lived together for 5 years or so, sharing our lives and victories and setbacks and troubles and joys. And yet something is different, thought I can't really put my finger on it. But it is as if now their is an aura about us, a filtered light that follows us together.
I don't believe in soul mates, that there is just one perfect person out of so many billions. Can you imagine if you spoke English, and your soul mate spoke Mandarin? lol. But I do believe that sometimes you find the perfect person for you. And there are probably several of them out there, but they don't always cross your path. Some people are very clingy, they like togetherness, hate being apart, cept maybe for when you poop, lol. Others like time apart, away from each other. And so many other variables: like movies, like certain foods, like long vacations or like several short ones, like walking, like talkings, prefer quietness, etc. None of these are right or wrong, but we are not all wired alike. I think too often two people connect, but they are unalike in so many ways, in time they tire of each other.
But then sometimes the stars align, and by some stroke of good luck, you wind up with someone that fits you like a glove. We are both clingy, we both hate being more than 20 feet apart, lol. My eyes water when she leaves for work, can't help it. Such joy when she returns and I see that little grin of recognition. I have written about it many times over the years. It is the nicest thing, her best feature, that from the moment our eyes first met some 9 years or so ago, she had a small grin appear. Sometimes it looked like a grin of guilt, a grin of being caught doing something she shouldn't. Over time though, I came to see it as something she saw in me, or felt about me, and it is just awesome. And it is always there when our eyes meet. It is an awesome feeling to know that something about me gives her such joy, or pleasure, or contentment, that it brings forth that tiny grin.
We watch tv sitting together in a chair, a chair big enough for one and a half people, lol!! So that means one sits a bit on the other, legs over the other. It is lovely. Still put a little note in her lunch sack before she leaves for work. Seldom do I not do that. And when I don't do that, I take one to where she works. Sometimes its a poem, sometimes its me telling her something about her that I love so much, sometimes its a rememberance of something from our past. I tape a piece of hard candy on the note. Some sugar for the sweetest person I have ever met.
The other night, when we have our pillow talk, lol, she asked me what she saw for us when we were in our 80's. I told her well, I can still see me wondering if I am gonna be getting in your panties that night, I can still see me flirting with you every chance I get, and I can see us chasing one another on those electric shopping carts in Walmart. I can see us dancing on the porch when nobody is around. Kissing till our jaws and cheek muscles ache the next day. Walking late at night, holding hands. So dark we see nothing but the stars if they are out. And yet knowing exactly what she looks like, even in the dark, it is imprinted and won't ever go from my mind. I can hear us making those same noises we make now when naked together. And the giggles afterwards. And the "shhhhh" you are gonna wake them up! I can see brushing out her hair. Bringing her coffee or breakfast in bed. I can see her eyes seaching out the dessert cart when we go out to a fancy place to eat, lol.
I told her when I look in her eyes I see this very beautiful girl, that I adore like I never thought possible. And I get a bit light headed when I do that. And I can see, when I move in closer, I can see me in her eyes. And I will still see that at 80, just as I do today. And that small grin.
Happy anniversary to us!
Happy Sunday y'all.