My Justin

I took Mia on a bike ride around the neighborhood to see Christmas lights. I texted Justin to let him know what we were doing (he's en route to somewhere for work right now):

Justin: Lucky punk!!!...that sounds like so much fun right now!!
Me: It is!
Justin: I miss them! I miss my family. You guys are the best thing in my life.
Me: You are super missed. You are my life!
Justin: You are my wife! :)

I love that..."You are my wife..."

I love being his wife. It's not legal yet but what's a piece of paper? We live like married people. We share expenses (though not bank accounts because I am not a money grubbing bitch like some of his ex girlfriends), we share a home, we both care for the kids and pets, we both do chores, we take vacations...we are going to spend the rest of our lives together.

I remember how I felt when the gravity of my first marriage hit me...it was a "Oh, shit...what have I done?" kind of thing when the concept of marriage really hit me. It was not good. I was only 21 and I realized I had made a huge mistake.

When I think about spending my life with Justin I feel content...lucky...and really excited. It just feels right. Everything about him has felt correct since the first time we met. Best date ever...best first kiss ever...best brown chicken brown cow EVER...I had never felt more comfortable with another person in my life. He understands me...he sees me. I have felt like I could be myself from the very beginning...I've never had to hide anything from him. I let him see the good and the bad. And he is awesome at communicating. He can always make me laugh or at least smile.

I just asked him if growing old with me scares him...he said "not in the slightest...actually makes me want to workout more so I will be around longer."  Well, he said more than that but I won't share the rest because it's dirty...which is another thing I love about him. He is the only man who has ever been able to keep up with me...mentally or physically. It's really refreshing. I spent 8 years in a marriage that lacked any kind of chemistry and now every time is like the finale of a fireworks show. /sigh 

I love my life.