On November 30th, I celebrated 4 years with my husband.
Time has flown by for the two of us. We met October 2013 and it feels just like yesterday. Since we met online, he planned for us to meet at my local gym, workout and then get some lunch afterward.
Right before we met, I pulled into a nearby parking lot and sat in my car trying to calm myself down because I was super nervous. I must have sat there for 10-15 minutes before I got to the gym. I was hesitant to come out of the locker room to meet him face-to-face.
“Stop hiding!” he texted me.
I laughed because, well, I was sort of hiding, which was rather pathetic, but I was apprehensive.
“Wow, you really are cute,” he said when he saw me and then hugged me. He had nice muscles, a good head of hair and it was tall. I’ve always said he was the perfect guy because he’s tall, dark and handsome.
After being friend zoned, taken out of the friend zone, moving in with him and his parents, moving 800+ miles away, adopting a dog, moving back to Pennsylvania then into an apartment with his parents, getting married, relocating to South Carolina, adopting another dog, we’ve been through good and bad times, ups and downs. However, one thing has remained the same – we’ve always been there for each other, have always supported one another and loved each other no matter what life handed to us.
When you go through hard times, it makes you grow as a couple.
I’m sitting in the living room while he makes me kombucha – a fermented beverage consisting of black tea and sugar that’s used as a functional, probiotic food – due to stomach issues.
“My stomach hurts,” I say to my husband. He looks at me, smiles and hands me a glass of kombucha. And, even though he annoys me sometimes, at the end of the day, I love him more than anything.
I don’t know what I’d do if I lost him. I think part of me would die. I watched “Big Fish” last week and when it got to the part where the dad dies – spoiler alert – my eyes began to fill with tears because of how in love the man and his wife was.
It made me think of how attached I am to my husband.
I depend on him. But, I’d have to find a way to get through it. I have to be prepared and ready when that happens.
Why am I thinking about that? I asked myself after watching the movie. Instead of focusing on the present I decided to remain in the moment.