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Love the one your with.

 My mom and I were talking and lately her relationship is what I guess we could call complicated. During our conversation she stopped and asked me "Are you happy with Tim?" without hesitation I answered "yes".She told me that she knew he loved me and she was so glad I could be happy.

 Later I was thinking about it. I have wondered is he "it" is he the one. How can I be sure, how is anyone ever sure? We have been together for almost 9 years now. Granted we've had our issues, but every night he comes home to me, and every morning he's next to me in bed. He loves me, he provides for me, and I love him and provide for him. Together we are raising four wonderful children.

 Do I still get butterflies when he walks though the door? Well, honestly, no. Do I still miss him the moment he walks away... Again no, sometimes I am more than happy to see him leave for the evening and go to work... Does that mean I love him any less than I did when our love was new? I don't think so. I think love changes, they say it grows, and I think as it grows it also matures. A mature love is not all butterflies and I miss you when your gones. A mature love is being there, knowing they will be there, and being able to be open, honest and letting them see you with no make up on.

 A mature love, is much better than the puppy love it starts out to be. Maybe some people go through an entire lifetime of marriage with butterflies and that puppy love feeling... I also know that some people go through a whole marriage unhappy. I think meeting in the middle with a love that is kind and gentle and mature, is really, really great.

 Basically the reason for this days blog is to say... I love my husband. I am so thankful that I have him, and that we are together still. I think we work well together, and we help each other through the tough times, and push each other and laugh together through the good times. I can't really ask for anything more.

 So yes. I am happy in my relationship with my husband. I am so lucky to be so happy. Thank you Lord (and dede) for getting us together! :)

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  1. I have to agree with you. We've been together for 6 years now, married for almost 3, and I think you're right.

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