Eight years of togetherness. And it was only yesterday that seven seemed to be a long time for us.
No relationship is perfect and neither is ours. But it really depends on how you want to see it – you either focus on the differences or you think about what you have going for the two of you and work on those. I’d like to think that after all these years, we have managed to carve out a balance of compromises and that there would be a lifetime of compromises ahead of us.
I’ve never really been able to articulate why I love him. Sure, he makes me laugh, he has a knack of ignoring my antics, he says the silliest things.
After eight years, I just love him. No questions asked, no disclaimers, no conditions.
It’s not perfect but it’s enough for us.
Just 258 more days to the start of a new life.
2008 should be an interesting year ahead. As Popartgirl says, new job, new husband, new house.
Happy new year, everyone.