"If you're playing a poker game and you look around the table and can't figure out who the sucker is. It's you."
My father told me something similar to this before leaving for college. I think it was his way of kindly telling me there will always be smarter people out there in the world...deal with it with grace the best you can. My father always admired Paul Newman.
Well here I am, 2013 is going strong already and I've barely recovered from New Years Eve. Am I handling it with grace, probably not...but I'm trying to muddle through the best I can, fool or not.
Next month H and I will hit a milestone. A quarter century ago, on March 7, 1988, we met. There are many things I can't remember about that day but meeting him is not one of them. So many little details about how he spoke, smiled, pushed his hair off his face. I remember them all.
The unbelievable thrill of that first kiss. Sighing as I rested my head on his shoulder. It took enormous restraint not to drag him back to my place and tuck him in my bed for the night.
In those 25 years we've married, had babies, laughed, cried, made new friends, said goodbye to old friends, lost loved ones, grieved, most importantly we've held on to us. What we love about each other and us as a couple.
It's no easy task people. Raising children, jobs, family, friends, etc...all take away from us as a couple. We've always tried to make a point to put aside time just for us, no matter the distractions. Because once the kiddos are off on their own, and everything else falls by the way side, it will just be H and I, no one else. I don't want to forget what it was that brought us together in the first place. I don't want to let Our relationship grow in separate directions.
It's so easy to get caught up in meaningless shit. Job drama, family drama, friend drama, but when our bedroom door closes at the end of the day there is none of that in our bedroom. It's just the two of us. None of the drama belongs in there with us. That has been our number one rule.
Of course we've broken that rule many times, but we always work to get back on track. And yes, it's work. It takes work to make a 25 year relationship strong.
I love him, but more importantly I'm still IN love with him.