My Rock.

Reason #317 why I love Josh:

He enthusiastically dances along with my off-key singing. 

Sometimes I wish I wasn't so bitchy.





Sometimes.

from the mouths of men

Josh: You should do the Polar Plunge.
Me: Umm. No. Are you doing the Polar Plunge?
Josh: Yep, it's for a good cause. You should do it.
Me: Oh yeah, what's the cause?
Josh: Uhhh, it supports Transplant Research....






He knows me too well.

After one of my usual blogging absences, I come to you with this:

I just spent my whole day off battling a stomach bug, watching Netflix and updating my address on bills. 

Oh, and then there is that whole getting married thing.  More on that later. No, really, I promise. 

It's a happy story that can't be tainted by toilet talk. 

Maybe

Maybe, I am maturing. I find myself getting pure joy out of the simplest things. Whether it be sipping my mug of steaming hot tea, hearing a story about one of my nutty nieces or nephews, or anticipating my massive bear hug from Josh every night, I find myself completely content with the little things.

Maybe, I am just awake. Some don't realize how good they have it. I do. I have unconditional love. Through discouraging and uncertain times, I've found true friendship. People who desire my companionship and still value and respect what I have to offer. It is a gift to have friends to confide in, but to be needed? 

I believe all desire it to feel a sense of purpose. 

Maybe, it's just my turn. In the movie Goodwill Hunting, there is a scene where Robin Williams is finally getting through to Matt Damon in a therapy session by repeating over and over "It's not your fault".  

In a way, I feel like Josh is my Robin Williams.  He has calmly sat there through my stubborn, emotional, temper tantrum antics and given me back my sanity. Over, and over, and over again. I know he doesn't have to put up with my bullshit and most people wouldn't. Instead, he says things to me such as: "You are a neurotic mess and I love you". The man is a saint (who snores like a bear). 

Maybe...

Maybe, I am just happy. 

"Love means giving someone the power to destroy you, and trusting them not to."