Love

These last few days, I’ve been thinking about my relationship.

Yes, we’ve gone through some trying times. But despite all that, him and I, our relationship, it’s pretty damn amazing.

Loving. Full of happiness. Full of massages. Love songs before sleep. Meaningful conversations about things that matter. Daily giggles about random silliness. Delicious food and healthy living. Long hugs. Quiet moments. Lots of laughter. Mutual adoration, honesty and support. The highest regard for each other. And a passion for living.

Everyday he makes me want to be a better person.

I’m crazy in love.

In terms of our temperaments and personalities, I believe we’re very different.

But we share the same values, feelings and goals towards things like family, friends, health, work, money, stress, holidays, how we spend out time, our future plans.

Everyday he tells me how much he loves and cares for me, and loves his life with me. Sometimes it’s silly, sometimes it’s random, and sometimes it brings a tear to my eye.

I’m indeed one lucky woman.