This year Shawn and I will celebrate being a couple 14 years and our tenth anniversary. We’ve fought for our marriage, for our couplehood. In truth the years haven’t necessarily come easily.
As with any relationship you work to make it work. Each person sacrifices their will for the others. When done right it’s a beautiful dance.
I’m not always the perfect dance partner and neither is he. We do our best.
Without a doubt I’d rather have no one else as we move across the dance floor. He is the only one I ever want to come home to. The one I want to envelope me, and hold me after a long day. He’s the one I want to celebrate with. The one I’d always rather be with.
I love the way he makes me laugh, and his smile [what first cause my heart to skip and my breath to sigh] still sends me into a whirlpool. After 14 years he can still make me melt into a puddle.
Happy Valentine’s my Love.