I know how lucky a man can get in life. I know this because I am that man. I am not sure that lucky is exactly the word to describe it, but I am certain that luck had something to do with it all along.
I know how lucky I am because I found the one person in the world who brings me so much joy and fun, that it literally pains me to be apart from her. I found a best friend. A playmate. Someone to spend every moment with - and enjoy every one of those moments.
I have spent the past few months having the time of my life. Enjoying completely new adventures nearly every week. It has been so much fun. Night after night we seem to find something to do together. We seem to stumble on to a great time with little to no effort. We have created so many memories, so many fun stories and so many things we will laugh about for years.
How does that happen? You get lucky enough to find the most fun person in the world to spend your time with every night. You find the one person who makes you laugh the most. You find the one person who can take even the most mundane activity and make it entertaining.
I have found her. I married her. I am so lucky.
It isn't just me who gets to take advantage of the fun. It appears that you have been doing this for years. From high school, to our married friends, to our kids, to our nephews and now to a series of random strangers. Each and every person exposed to the fun that is my wife. Such laughter, such joy, such a wonderful person to be around. Literally all the time.
Who else requires a late night breakfast to close out any evening. Now we do eat in restaurants and ten years ago it was Whataburger Taquitos. It is a requirement to close out a fun night. It adds to the memories.
"One more"? Seriously? How many times have we said that. Now we have are so aware of the "one more" theory, we have taken to creative ways to not be the one who says it first. We have literally recreated math. Because 1 more now equals 7. It is one of your originals. It is a treasured memory.
Social media exploits? A panicked awakening the next day to remove "what was posted last night". A dream that that nerdy Facebook guy would allow us (well mostly me) to edit my posts so I don't look so stupid. Logging into my Facebook and posting things like "the guy across the bar has smoky eyes" (or whatever you posted that time). Checking in at multiple spots night after night. At times, I truly believe your friends are living vicariously through your posts. A few nights off and I bet they miss them.
Impromptu events galore. Nights on the back patio that started with cards and wound up late night Sing Star events. A trip to the Centennial in a cowboy hat - heck Pizanos in a cowboy hat. Summerfest. State Fair. The list goes on.
So why is all of this so important? Because most couples require a large circle of friends to have that much fun. They require a few people to plan and organize and create memories like those listed above. We did it all by ourselves. Mostly just the two of us. Hand in hand. Arm in arm. Two best friends. Two playmates. Two hopelessly in love people. Together all the time.Enjoying every minute we spend together. Unlike most any other couple in the world.
You're more fun than one man deserves. That is why I am lucky.
**** Side note - more serious ****
Yesterday you gave me a hug that removed the weight of the world from my shoulders. I literally felt the stress leave when you hugged me. It meant so much to me. It gave me strength. It made me feel not so alone with my worries. It was exactly what I needed. It was a moment I won't forget soon. I know you hate the song lyrics in the blogs (which BTW, makes this blog so much harder to write) - but the hug made me feel "warmer than warm" - just like in the Damien Rice song. I listened to it today - it came up one the plane - I never realized exactly what the song meant, I just knew it had such pain and then such an uplifting ending. When I heard it I suddenly knew what it was all about. You made me feel "warmer than warm". I am forever in your debt. I am forever in love with you.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
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