For the longest time growing up, I thought about how scary the idea of belonging to another. I thought that serious relationships were like shackles, that there was so much life to live, so many people to meet, how could anyone possibly stop the searching ramble and stick to one? I floated in and out of relationships, always on great terms, but feeling more like some leaf on some wind being tossed about, and after awhile it began to feel increasingly empty and hollow. I don’t want this to get sappy, I don’t want it to become melodramatic, but I do have to be honest, as this space is precisely that for me, a place to be vulnerable and honest and tell it like it is. When I met my wife, I knew instantly that I was stuck to her, that I belonged to her already, and that I would, for good. I knew that wherever she led, I’d follow, and that I’d do so
When I was in my 20’s (hi 40, I guess you’re finally here) I always told my parents that I wasn’t getting married unless we could live in 2 adjacent houses, lol. They always laughed and it turned into an extended family joke, but I was completely serious at the time. I wanted my space if I was going to get “married”. I didn’t find my person until I was 33 and I knew he was the one, the one I’d never met before. ❤️
It is pretty amazing to think about. To belong to another and to feel it so deeply. One day I met a unique human that I never thought existed. I call him my unicorn in the wild. 😊 When we met, I was happy and content and I wasn’t trying to search out a person to belong to but we had our meet cute on a plane in Phoenix and now here we are. I’m beyond grateful and couldn’t have imagined such an incredible partnership in life.
I really love this post. I am in this weird space re: relationships. I feel (don't we all) that I would love what you have, and yet I can't for the life of me figure out how to make space for it and am beyond boggled by how complicated it can all be. Your thoughts are a good reminder that you don't actually get to choose it (although once it happens you get to choose it over and over again) and that once it is there, you recognize it and can't unsee it. I feel myself telling myself to be patient.
When I was in my 20’s (hi 40, I guess you’re finally here) I always told my parents that I wasn’t getting married unless we could live in 2 adjacent houses, lol. They always laughed and it turned into an extended family joke, but I was completely serious at the time. I wanted my space if I was going to get “married”. I didn’t find my person until I was 33 and I knew he was the one, the one I’d never met before. ❤️
Third time will be the charm for me, I move forward, not waiting - but am I? truly? I know what it should be, what it will be. Faith.
It is pretty amazing to think about. To belong to another and to feel it so deeply. One day I met a unique human that I never thought existed. I call him my unicorn in the wild. 😊 When we met, I was happy and content and I wasn’t trying to search out a person to belong to but we had our meet cute on a plane in Phoenix and now here we are. I’m beyond grateful and couldn’t have imagined such an incredible partnership in life.
I really love this post. I am in this weird space re: relationships. I feel (don't we all) that I would love what you have, and yet I can't for the life of me figure out how to make space for it and am beyond boggled by how complicated it can all be. Your thoughts are a good reminder that you don't actually get to choose it (although once it happens you get to choose it over and over again) and that once it is there, you recognize it and can't unsee it. I feel myself telling myself to be patient.