Yesterday seemed like just an ordinary day, but really it marked a whole year of faithfully being connected to one individual. We didn’t have anything special planned or expensive gifts for each other, we literally had nothing planned at all except that we were going to spend time with each other, and that’s what really mattered. We went to the courthouse to run errands for his dad, hit up some all you can eat sushi because it was Friday (and being Catholic meant no meat), drove through traffic to get Class 302 even though it was 57 degrees outside because I love cold treats when its chilly, got lost trying to get to Ikea, and spent the rest of the night watching the House marathon wrapped up in his arms like any other Friday.
I love the simplicity of it all. I never fell in love with him because he’d give me gifts (which is not so often), I don’t expect flowers because I know he’s not the type to do that. We don’t need to go to far away places and expensive amusement parks. Everyone would ask what we had planned for our anniversary and truly we asked ourselves the same question everyday even when we were on the freeway yesterday. We had nothing planned and that was the beauty of it. We left no room for expectations or disappointment, we only gave meaning to the time we had to celebrate the fact that after a whole year, there is still love.
In the beginning, I thought I was just jumping into a relationship again. I was scared that it wouldn’t last and that it was all in my head. He didn’t make things complicated, yes was yes and no was no. I slowly fell more and more deeply into this idea again of having a significant other and he’s shown me that you shouldn’t stress about life, because there is so much to be happy for. I grew to love him more each day and I’ve learned to be myself and not to conform to the “ideal girl” that some other guy would want, because he loves me for me. Every little quirk, annoyance, and drama that comes with it. <3