on being in love

ok, i don't want to be sappy (and i'm honestly the least sappy girl i know), but i am constantly amazed at how in love i am and how abnormal that feeling is for some people. i listen to people (and sometimes it's just plain old eavesdropping at the next table), and what i hear is such a far cry from my life, that in my naivete, i'm flabbergasted. why isn't everyone as happy as i am? why isn't every relationship like mine? very simple questions with extremely long and difficult answers i'm sure.

it reminds me though how much i appreciate my man. i love that we play around. today, i was unpacking groceries, and he was helping, and he just stopped and came up behind me and started playing with me. i actually fell on the ground because i was tring to avoid his slobber (i think that's what it was...it could have been food for all i know) on my neck. yet as much as i act like i don't like it (yes, micah, i'm admitting it...in writing), i wouldn't trade it for the world. i hope we still act like this when we're 70. i run from him when he chases me, just like we're kids on the playground.

this is the fun part of being in love. how can you possibly face all the challenges in love and marriage if you don't enjoy the fun too? even though our relationship is not all fun and games, it's hard for me to remember those challenging times because there are so many more fun ones...and i tend to remember those instead. i am so happy, and i'm so in love...and i'm so very blessed. i waited 34 years for this man, and God blessed me with someone more perfect (for me) than i could ever have imagined, and i am so excited to be spending the rest of my life with him...