so, i've re-written this post about 5 times already. it's frustrating that the things that are most sacred, are the ones that are the hardest to express. they're the very things that you want to show to the world, shout about from the rooftops... but words or pictures or anything else just don't do them justice.
::sigh::.
that said... today is the one-month anniversary of my meeting peter. it's crazy to think that it was only a month ago that we sat in that coffee shop and nervously, tentatively, took a step towards falling in love. the last month has been, for both of us, quite a time of learning... most couples start out learning about each other's favorite color and movie, etc... with us, life threw some curveballs that have allowed a much deeper understanding early on. i think it's a good thing; we're getting the big stuff out of the way now, and it gives us a stronger foundation as we go forward.
i know for every snarky comment made to me about this, there are probably 10 people who thought the same thing but stayed silent. which is fine. for the most part, the people who love me have not been just supportive, but completely thrilled for me. for those who might be rolling their eyes at me, i'll just say this... i am a grown woman. i'm 33 years old. i have been in love before, and know what it feels like... i've had rebound relationships, and know what they feel like. and i am at the age where i can have enough honesty with myself to know the difference. whatever the timing may be, i have met a man who is fun and loving and supportive, mind-blowingly so. and he is in tune enough with his feeings, that he's not too proud to accept my love and support right back. i am having the time of my life getting to know him... and if (god forbid) things ended tomorrow for us, i would pity the men i'd date afterwards, because the bar has been set sky-high.
falling in love is a wonderful thing... falling for this man is a blessing.
::sigh::.
that said... today is the one-month anniversary of my meeting peter. it's crazy to think that it was only a month ago that we sat in that coffee shop and nervously, tentatively, took a step towards falling in love. the last month has been, for both of us, quite a time of learning... most couples start out learning about each other's favorite color and movie, etc... with us, life threw some curveballs that have allowed a much deeper understanding early on. i think it's a good thing; we're getting the big stuff out of the way now, and it gives us a stronger foundation as we go forward.
i know for every snarky comment made to me about this, there are probably 10 people who thought the same thing but stayed silent. which is fine. for the most part, the people who love me have not been just supportive, but completely thrilled for me. for those who might be rolling their eyes at me, i'll just say this... i am a grown woman. i'm 33 years old. i have been in love before, and know what it feels like... i've had rebound relationships, and know what they feel like. and i am at the age where i can have enough honesty with myself to know the difference. whatever the timing may be, i have met a man who is fun and loving and supportive, mind-blowingly so. and he is in tune enough with his feeings, that he's not too proud to accept my love and support right back. i am having the time of my life getting to know him... and if (god forbid) things ended tomorrow for us, i would pity the men i'd date afterwards, because the bar has been set sky-high.
falling in love is a wonderful thing... falling for this man is a blessing.