Ten Years
My DH have to postpone our anniversary dinner yet again. No big deal though. It's not a MAJOR anniversary (at least not by me... hahaha!). It's the anniversary of when we first became a serious couple. Man, that was 10 years ago! We were two totally different people then. Now look where we are now!
On that fateful night ten years ago, I actually told DH to keep our relationship under wraps for at least two months. I wanted to spare both of us the trouble of explaining to friends and nosy co-workers alike why the relationship didn't pan out. I know. I can be too cynical for my own good sometimes, dooming a relationship before it even began. Fortunately for me, DH proved to be both tenacious and determined to show me what beautiful things can come if I give love a real chance. Now, I've got a decade full of lovin' under my belt!
Naturally, the past decade hasn't been all rosy. We both faced a lot of challenges, both within and from outside the relationship. We've been thrown a couple of curveballs, but so far we haven't struck out yet. DH and I have also come a long way from where we were when we initially started. Not just literally, or in terms of career and such, but also as regards our level of maturity and outlook in life. I find that we tend to look out less for ourselves and more towards others, especially our children.
In terms of romance, while we probably don't have the same giddy and excitable emotion that comes with a new love, I think that what we have now is more stable... more real. Fortunately for me, DH is a cuddler, so cuddling with each other on late nights either watching TV or reading (as long as both kids are sound asleep) is already enough for us. We've slowly done away with public displays of (over) affection. Instead, we relish in holding each other's hands, quick hugs and, yes, meaningful looks. Naturally, we still have our own passionate heart-skips-a-beat moments. But it's more... real and with less artifice and self-consciousness... which I think makes these moments sweeter and better. More of the real rock-your-world kind of thing. I know, it kind of sounds like it's a sad thing, but I'm happy that we're transforming into an old couple. We've grown so comfortable with each other that we have our own vibe and language. It's a kind of relationship that I won't mind having for decades to come.
So even if we have to celebrate our anniversary two weeks after the fact (everyone in the family has been passing around a virus from one to another), I still feel excited because we will be celebrating ten years into our journey together as a couple. I'd like to end this post with an excerpt from Pablo Neruda's "Soneto XVII (Cien Sonetos de Amor)":
On that fateful night ten years ago, I actually told DH to keep our relationship under wraps for at least two months. I wanted to spare both of us the trouble of explaining to friends and nosy co-workers alike why the relationship didn't pan out. I know. I can be too cynical for my own good sometimes, dooming a relationship before it even began. Fortunately for me, DH proved to be both tenacious and determined to show me what beautiful things can come if I give love a real chance. Now, I've got a decade full of lovin' under my belt!
Naturally, the past decade hasn't been all rosy. We both faced a lot of challenges, both within and from outside the relationship. We've been thrown a couple of curveballs, but so far we haven't struck out yet. DH and I have also come a long way from where we were when we initially started. Not just literally, or in terms of career and such, but also as regards our level of maturity and outlook in life. I find that we tend to look out less for ourselves and more towards others, especially our children.
In terms of romance, while we probably don't have the same giddy and excitable emotion that comes with a new love, I think that what we have now is more stable... more real. Fortunately for me, DH is a cuddler, so cuddling with each other on late nights either watching TV or reading (as long as both kids are sound asleep) is already enough for us. We've slowly done away with public displays of (over) affection. Instead, we relish in holding each other's hands, quick hugs and, yes, meaningful looks. Naturally, we still have our own passionate heart-skips-a-beat moments. But it's more... real and with less artifice and self-consciousness... which I think makes these moments sweeter and better. More of the real rock-your-world kind of thing. I know, it kind of sounds like it's a sad thing, but I'm happy that we're transforming into an old couple. We've grown so comfortable with each other that we have our own vibe and language. It's a kind of relationship that I won't mind having for decades to come.
So even if we have to celebrate our anniversary two weeks after the fact (everyone in the family has been passing around a virus from one to another), I still feel excited because we will be celebrating ten years into our journey together as a couple. I'd like to end this post with an excerpt from Pablo Neruda's "Soneto XVII (Cien Sonetos de Amor)":
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way than this:
Where I does not exist, nor you.
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
So close that your eyes close as I fall into a dream.
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