This morning I looked over to the left side of the bed and realized something.. I love being married to my best buddy in the whole wide world. I never thought I would feel this way about being married. It's nice to know that I always have someone to hang out with and vice versa. Or that he is the most wonderful hubby sometimes.. Because he is very understand (most times), loving, fun, serious when need be, my rock and encourages me to hang out with friends.. doesn't expect me to be with him at ALL times... And I feel the same way. I love the fact that when we go to dinner we can talk about the day, about work or anything.. but also we don't have to say a word. I love the fact that we enjoy eating the same food and if i don't like it he'll eat and same for him. I love the fact that our families both love us and that for the we all get along.
I do wish that we could see his family more.. Because my nephews and sister know him but I don't think that his niece and nephew really know me. Plus his mom is definitely one of the BEST cooks i know. I sure do miss her cooking.
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