We've all known, all along, that deep down inside I'm a gushy romantic. If you are not, feel free to skip this particular blog. And the next hundred or so. I love you, and I'm sure snarky sarcastic me will make a comeback sooner rather than later, but right now it's time to give the limelight over to hopeless romantic me. Also, for those of you who are hopeless romantics, married, engaged, or dating someone you truly love, please please please feel free to leave your own. I want to hear about your happiness too. P.S. To the OSM - I will accept you talking about your life long relationship with yourself that makes you happy, but if you start being all anti-love I will smack you. Hard.
You Know You've Found A Keeper When...
He calls you at 4:30 am on your big day just to tell you how much he believes in you.
He wants to see you the moment you wake up, and even though you look like hell, he tells you you're beautiful.
Even though he is so different from anything you've known before, he'll say things that make you think he's known you your entire life. Like somehow knowing you prefer tea to coffee, understand that a compliment involving unicorns means more than poetry, and knowing how much you need a sweatshirt of his before you even have to ask.
You're telling him about something you're passionate about and he stops you right in the middle and says, "I want you to finish because this is fascinating but I just had to tell you how incredibly sexy you look when you're passionate about something."
He puts God before you, and wants you to continue to put God before him.
He sees you in your pj's with your hair in a pony and your facial moisturizer plastered on your face and your glasses off and just stops what he's doing and says, "Baby, you're absolutely stunning."
He understands how much you need your girl time and leaves you alone so you can enjoy it.
He makes you feel safe, especially when you're out of your comfort zone.
Just the sound of his voice relaxes you so much you can feel the tension begin to drain from your muscles the moment you answer the phone.
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