Tragic's Wake

A day late and a dollar short, eh? No, I sincerely apologise. I fully planned to keep up with this meme thing perfectly but yesterday I was presented with the option of blogging my guts out or spending some serious quality time with my tribe, see the dilemma? Yeah, there is none. Fam wins, hands down. Thus a good lead-in for this post, don’t you think? Annnnd so… 

I suppose since I’m in a good mood then all I have is cheery gushing but as you well know, there is no such thing as a perfect relationship. Like any other humans paired off on this big broad earth, we have our issues, and we deal with them. We never let go of our main goals though and that is to stand strong as a united front, as a family, no matter what.

I’m likely the worst wife ever. I’m insensitive, inattentive and impossible. I suck at physical affection and/or affectation. I show my love by mending his socks, stitching a pocket, warming a towel.. I boil love into every bubble of a home-made chowder and my heart drains into every slice of the fare for the pot. A look, a little gesture, things people don’t notice as a rule. I’m subtle but I’d kill for him, in a heartbeat.

He’s more physical, the absolute epitome of touch and glow.  Sometimes we irritate the crap out of each other with our differing styles of showing love but under the surface, we know what’s truth and what’s just baseless insecurity, we both understand that we can’t be identical because we’re not the same people.

We trade off on each other’s strong suits. It seems to never fail, we’re so differently suited to different types of chaos, we have this innate ability to bolster each other and pull through anything that could possibly come our way. If I’m in a panic; he is stone grounded, and vice versa.

Physically, he’s nearly my perfect match. There’s nothing about him that I’d change. I think he’s the most beautiful man alive. I tease about my celebrity crushes and of course I look at other people, he’s my main course though and after him–I’m absolutely full. I’m nearly certain that he reciprocates those feelings in pretty much the same ways.

I am where I belong. There is no place I’d rather be.

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