Remember that time I said my fiance (now husband) was getting me a custom-made Rogue costume and then it kind of fell through? Well, today I’ve decided that I’m going to finally take myself up on wanting to learn to sew my own shit like that. Starting small obviously, first I’ll work on repairing/altering things I already own to get the hang of it. Hopefully I stick to this because I’m kind of excited.
Sometimes, there are just some pieces that don’t fit into the puzzle that is your life, no matter how pretty and alluring they look. They just don’t. You’ll probably ask yourself a million times, “Why?”, you’ll shout up at whatever it is that you believe in to answer you and listen to all the “time heals all wounds” from various voices thinking that they couldn’t possibly understand.
Then one day, you discover that there was another piece missing from your life and though it probably will never replace that piece that you pined for (though in my case it did), it will at least help to make both pieces fit into two separate sections of your life, one being your past and the other your future. You’ll smile to yourself or perhaps feel a little sadness when you stop and remember that part of the puzzle and how you thought that it would last forever as you compare it to where you are now, it’ll make sense. There are people who will always wonder all the possible what ifs? but I think that in the end, most are content with not ever pursuing them.
As corny as this all sounds, things do happen for a reason. They’re not all great reasons but I like to take comfort in the fact that the ways of the universe are intentional despite not seeming that way. I think it’s the romantics in us that like to believe in chance happenings when it comes to the people in our lives, usually though, those people come to reveal their great uses and purposes in our lives.
I think it’s kind of beautiful.
Being with someone for three years is a long time, you change a lot along the way and as they change, you learn that you like things you never thought you would like about someone.
I remember there was this point in our relationship when we were at the pub with friends, I felt like he wasn’t the misanthropic, cynical, lone-wolf man that I fell for. He was very social and optimistic, it took me a long time to realize that he probably came off that way because he had the woman he loved sitting beside him rather than a 28 hour drive away.
I look at where we are today, we keep the groups that we hang out with small and awesome. I look forward to our social gatherings and people asking about “us” as though we think and feel the same things and are now just one big mushy blob. We kept the best of both worlds in our social life, though we still prefer to be at home alone, playing battlefield 3 and re-watching 30 rock episodes, it’s nice to know that when we’re feeling like getting out that there are some wonderful people to visit.
I think a part of me was previously too reluctant to change the fact that she cut ties with her old friends for a reason and kind of just forgot to make new ones. Perhaps, though, it wasn’t that we changed at all and more that we added things to our lives. At least that’s the way that I like to look at it.
- Can’t believe I got the wedding date wrong in my post.
-Can’t believe I’m getting married tomorrow.
-Wondering why Matty is sending people spam mail.
-At least I think it’s spam, otherwise I have a whole lot more to wonder about.
-Almost spelled otherwise, utherwise
-Had a sugary breakfast.
-Regretting it.
- Nervous, excited and prepared.
