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And by in love I mean that butterfly feeling you get when you see them, or light headed effect however you want to describe it.
I/we still have it after seven years...it's like arriving for a first date every single time I walk into the house after work and she's standing there...except then I look down and there are two tiny people tugging at my knees.
At first you are all giddy about having a new boat and showing it off to family and friends.
However, over time you appreciate the many years of faithful help through some tough storms that makes you love it. Even when she looks older and beaten up a bit from the rough seas you still have fond memories of her and will cherish them.
And by in love I mean that butterfly feeling you get when you see them, or light headed effect however you want to describe it.
Or did that fade over time and you are now just with them due to the negative financial effects from divorcing. Or stay with them for the kids reason?
You confuse love with infatuation.
Infatuation is about the flames that burn hot but die out quickly. You can get the same sensation from riding a roller coaster. Instead, love is the deep, patient smoldering of embers that goes on and on.
I love my wife. Her voice is the first thing I want to hear in the morning (Unless, of course, she's saying, "Holy Crap! We overslept again!") and the last thing I want to hear at night. When I travel on business, I call her every night, because I would feel my day was incomplete not having said hello. She knows me completely, warts and all, and I know her. I have her back, no matter what. There are certainly times we disagree, but we also respect each other's opinions and hash out our differences without raising our voices. And we've never gone to bed mad at one another.
For love isn't just about physicality, although that is certainly important. Instead, it is the partnership of two souls, a belief that you are together creating something larger than either of you.
That, my friend, is love. It is not about chasing the next adrenaline rush. It is about trust and conviction and an understanding that, push comes to shove, you would lay down your life for that person. For you could not imagine living without her.
Infatuation is about the flames that burn hot but die out quickly. You can get the same sensation from riding a roller coaster. Instead, love is the deep, patient smoldering of embers that goes on and on.
I love my wife. Her voice is the first thing I want to hear in the morning (Unless, of course, she's saying, "Holy Crap! We overslept again!") and the last thing I want to hear at night. When I travel on business, I call her every night, because I would feel my day was incomplete not having said hello. She knows me completely, warts and all, and I know her. I have her back, no matter what. There are certainly times we disagree, but we also respect each other's opinions and hash out our differences without raising our voices. And we've never gone to bed mad at one another.
For love isn't just about physicality, although that is certainly important. Instead, it is the partnership of two souls, a belief that you are together creating something larger than either of you.
That, my friend, is love. It is not about chasing the next adrenaline rush. It is about trust and conviction and an understanding that, push comes to shove, you would lay down your life for that person. For you could not imagine living without her.
It's been 8 plus years for me. Honestly, I love my wife even more now than I did when we first married. Our love has grown. We have grown. It is much deeper than it used to be. For this reason it is impossible for me to feel the way I did when we first got married.
I can't say I feel butterflies when I see her. But I am not really a "butterfly" type of person. I know I miss her when she is gone. I look forward to seeing her walk through the door. I enjoy spending time with her. I enjoy talking to her. She is a joy to be around. And I honestly can put into words how deeply I love her. Sure, I am a man and I get into my "man" moments when I am deep in thought and don't want to talk. She can sense when something is bothering me. She used to take it personally when I didn't want to talk about what was on my mind. Now, she has learned my patterns. She doesn't get anxious. She lets me have my space. She knows I will open up eventually. And I always do.
She has evolved to accommodate my quirks. I have done the same regarding her quirks. That is part of what real love is about. You can't get that with raging hormones and relational shortcuts.
I want to love my husband but he is so mean, has no real understanding
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