On being in love

Hollee wrote a post about the little things. I think the girl has been bitten by the love bug.

There is nothing better in this world than being with someone who loves you unconditionally, can make you laugh and smile and want to be a better person. I never thought I would find that. And the older I got, the more I was certain that I would be alone forever.

I met the ELB on the downward slope of my 30th year. He had just turned 27. Until him, I had dated casually, but I had never been in a long term relationship. I had never been 'in love'. My ideas of love were probably romanticized by my parents and their marriage. I wanted the same thing for me. I wanted to fall in love one time, with one person, forever. But the longer it took, the more scared I was of being alone.

When we first started dating, I turned into a grinning fool. I was so happy to be around him that I just didn't know how to express it. I would get so excited to see him that I would RUN to the door when he knocked just to throw myself into his arms. I wanted to be touching him all the time...holding his hand, sitting smack dab next to him on the couch, my hand on his leg in the car.

I'm so lucky that I found my soul mate and my best friend. We are inseparable. He is my rock, and without him, I honestly don't know how I would have survived the past few years. It's not unicorns farting rainbows all the time. We disagree, we get passive aggressive...but in the end, we always make up and life goes on. There is no other man that I would want to spend the rest of my life with (because there is no such thing as divorce in my vocabulary), so he knows that he's stuck with me once we finally make it official.

Even after being together as long as we have (it will be 7 years in March!), I am STILL twitterpated with him. He makes me smile. He makes me happy. He makes me complete.