A Few Decades More...

Of the many ways that we seem to compliment one another, one of the most valuable to me was one we exercise fairly regularly. We are exceptional at creating a safe, secure space in which to talk things through. We both approach things from a place of curiosity, rather than the more common suspicion or even fear, and we naturally want to assume the best of others, if we must assume anything at all, so there’s always grace, too. I don’t know that I’ve ever felt I couldn’t tell you something, even something very, very difficult or traumatic, and I hope you feel the same way with me, as it seems to be. I can’t express how comforting that is to me, how vital to the healthy growth of our relationship.

Yesterday, we were talking and you said that you didn’t know how you’d feel about our relationship in a decade, two, or even longer, because no one can truly know that. I agreed, but with a small caveat. While it’s true we can’t know how it will be, we can know how we want it to be, and work to build in that direction as equal partners, listening to one another, supporting and comforting, even when it’s scary to do so. And in that, my love, we knock it out of the park, every time. The vision we have is a shared one, and open to growth and adaptation. Rigidity leads to sacrifice, every time, and I never want you to have to sacrifice for me, nor do I think you want me to do that. No, we are compromisers. We, as you say, are let’s talk about it and figure it out people. So while I can’t know for sure, I can at least have a pretty good idea that we’ll still be working hard at making our dreams reality decades from now, should we be so blessed to have that long. I love you, my sweet girl, now and always.