Well we are two weeks shy of what Dave and I are calling our 2 year "anniversary," at least until we get married. And I'm trying to think of something really special for us to do. I think, given both of our situations, we'll forego gift giving, but a nice night out to celebrate is a necessity! :)
Ok, so for those of you who feel like being technical and reminding me that it's not REALLY two years, first of all, fuck off. Second of all, who cares? So we took a 90 day break in the beginning... but why is anyone else worried about it? It's not your life, so why bother bothering? I am calling it two years, and I do not feel as though I should have to shorten it because of what happened. We're calling that a mulligan in the grand scheme of things.
Anyway... I was just thinking this morning on my way into work, about how vastly my life has changed in just 24 months. This time, two summers ago, I was working 10-12 hour days at Banyan, playing a lot less soccer, drinking a lot more alcohol, singing a lot more karaoke (which I will admit I miss...), and wondering if I'd ever find someone to love me again. And I was very depressed.
And then, that fateful night at Beth's apartment, everything changed. Two years later, I have a husband-to-be who makes me smile more than anyone in the world. Despite the struggles we've faced in the past year or so, I know we're going to make it. We both possess strengths and weaknesses that truly make it work... without them, we'd be goners. But it works, and I couldn't imagine it any other way!
Dave's Mom told me recently that he said to her, one of his reasons for wanting to marry me was because, "I don't bug him." And I sorta chuckled, but I know exactly what she means. Dave could be viewed by some women as a very difficult partner. I, personally, think he's fantastic. A woman who requires a ton of attention, constant accompaniment everywhere she goes, and wants to be pampered and babied would NOT find those qualities in my Fiance. He is very independent, and yes, while he gives me all the attention I could possibly ask for, we maintain our separate lives, interests, and worlds. And those worlds come together quite nicely. But Dave requires his alone time, and I give him that. I play soccer a million nights a week, and I am always running here and there to have dinner with this friend, catch a drink with that one... so it makes coming home to him even more exciting, because we AREN'T inundated with eachother.
Dave once swore to his friends and family that he'd be a bachelor for life. After he and his last girlfriend parted, ways about five or six years ago, he decided he was done with women. Every relationship he was in, the woman expected more of him than he was willing to give, and demanded things of him that he was incapable of doing. But then I came along, and suddenly, Dave found himself WANTING to do the things that I asked of him, and making the sacrifices necessary to make a relationship work, because "I didn't bug him."
He tells the story quite often of one of his previous girlfriends, whom he dated for several years, and how on Sundays she used to pull the advertisement section out of the paper, and (not so) casually drop the jewerly store inserts into his lap... I guess this woman thought this was a perfectly subtle way to hint at what she wanted. But Dave said it used to drive him crazy.
I, on the other hand, told the poor guy right before he proposed that "I wasn't ready to look at rings yet, because it was too big of a committment." Well, that was a really big lie because of COURSE I was ready, but knowing the situation he was in, I didn't want him to feel any undue pressure so I sorta brushed it off to help lessen any stress he might be feeling about it.
So behold... the two year mark is fast approaching. And I look back on every single day of that two years (ok, for those of you who are counting, minus those 90 days, sorry...) and thank God that Dave and I were brought together, and that we don't "bug" eachother, and that we are in this for the long haul. I couldn't imagine a better partner in life. You are my bestest, and my favorite, and don't you forget that!
I love you, David! Happy (almost) two years together!!!!
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