- I get to see Dave almost every day. We’ve both been in and out of town a bit since he arrived, but now we’re in this extended season of both of us being in Austin for the coming weeks. Before, I had occasional weekends with him. Now he’s a present – meaning both here and now – part of my daily life.
- Whereas I used to “live” at work by working there, writing there, paying my bills there, and pretty much spending all of my non-training time there, I now live at home. I don’t linger in the office until 7 or 8 in the evening, as I often did. I want to get my work done and get home because I want time with him.
- We get to have mid-week dates. This week, we went to see Boyhood on Tuesday evening. It was my fourth time seeing it and his first. What a treat it was to have him pick me up at the office and take me to the movies. I loved it.
- He does a million things for me without my asking. He kills wasps around my house. He installed a light on a ceiling fan in a room I’ve used dim for the last five years because it never occurred to me that I could install a light there. He makes me smoothies and meals. He even feeds my children when they yell at me and cleans their litter.
- He lets me ask him to do things for me. He reaches the tall places in the cabinets so I no longer have to get a stool. He’ll run to the store or the post office or the bank for me. He deals with my cable/internet/phone company about our services and how we can lower our bills. He’s helped more with the wedding planning than any guy should have to- and all without complaining. I’ve never had someone not in my family who I could call and give a list to if I needed help.
I think that’s the difference. For the first time, I’m in a relationship with someone who wants to be and feels like my family. I can get grumpy and know he’ll still be there tomorrow. I can be sad or angry and tell him about it and know that he’ll be on my side every time. I can have hard conversations with him and know that he won’t leave me for them. I can even say things like, “I don’t know what I’m asking you to do, but here’s what I’m struggling with…” He listens and responds, sometimes with conversation and sometimes with a hug of understanding.
No, life with someone isn’t easy all the time. It has its challenges. But life with someone who loves me as he does is wonderful. I wouldn’t want it any other way.