I’m sure it wasn’t love at first sight. In fact, I know it wasn’t. We were unremarkable to one another, but had many mutual friends and spent a little over a year dancing around the same circles without the slightest clue where we would be right now.
Sometimes you meet the right people at the wrong time in your life. For whatever reason, timing is everything. Then, one day, you will be having the simplest of conversations with someone, and something just clicks. A light somewhere in the back of your mind, behind the beer and stress and you realize something you hadn’t before about the person right in front of you.
So, today, I am talking about when that happened for me. The time I met my person. The person who probably began our friendship rolling their eyes and has never stopped… in fact I believe I felt the eye roll through one of our texts yesterday. Someone who, had I turned left instead of right, would not be the person I lay my head next to every night… and want to strangle everyday.
I feel like I often write about my personal journey with my writing, my kids, my dog and whatever else flits through my mind at the time. But today, considering he’s approaching his 31st birthday and has successfully missed the laundry basket 6 years strong, he will get his day in the blog!
Aside from the fact that he’s good looking, handy around the house and made beautiful children with me, he’s a special person for another reason.
I began my book journey in college. We had just begun getting to know one another and I was coming off of a broken beer bottle to the hand incident (long story) and was really trying not to come off as the ginormous klutz that I was (am…still am). I decided to tell him about a script I was working on for a class. He asked all of the polite questions while we listened to music on my iPod and ultimately asked to read it. Now if you know my husband, chick lit is proooobably not what you’re thinking he would be into so I was incredibly nervous to share something that is arguably one of the most personal and important projects of my life. But I did… and he doesn’t even remember, but it’s cool. I mean he remembers, but if I quizzed him on any part of it, I am fairly certain he would have a blank expression and begin to sweat in fear I will stab him. Fair assumption.
The point of the story is, I never shared it with anyone else. Not until recently. And I may never have, had it not been for his encouragement. The man may do a great many things that cause me to spin into a blind rage, but this one moment in our lives, showed me that not all people are full of shit. It meant more to me than he will ever know when, in the middle of studying for his own classes and exams, read the beginnings of a many year project. I am not sure when the exact moment was that I fell in love with him, but if I had to put my finger on it, I’d say it was around this time.
I often joke about my dismal dating history and offer a ton of self deprecating humor. I have never been the girl that all the guys pine for and self confidence is not something I had high on my resume of life. But this man nudged a dial on me that pushed me into a less cynical view of men and life in general. And not only was he interested in something I did, but I genuinely admired him (which contributed to my nerves). He has a pure soul and a kindness towards people that made me want to be around him. He can be overcritical, overly anxious and make me want to rip my hair out most days. But he’s one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met.
I’m sure I’ve been no walk in the park.
But because of him, I think I’m a better person than I was when we met and I think when people are choosing a mate, this is what we should look for… someone who makes us want to be better than we are. We started our relationship in an extremely tender point in our lives. We were just finishing college and trying to find our place in the world and learning to navigate one another which proved beyond difficult at times. Times, I’m sure, we each took a turn wanting to call it quits. To run to what seemed easier, less complicated. But we stuck it out because we were committed to one another. Then we were off to Louisiana, and I had no idea what the hell was going to happen. But he surprised me once again, and 3 months later we were planning a wedding. We are both stubborn and have qualities that the other may never truly appreciate, but what keeps my heart whole, and has for the past several years is my feeling of safety.
Security is huge and despite any issues we have or will have, I know that at the end of the day, this man is here. Which I probably should have realized back when I ran my bike into a parked car right in front of him and he still kept dating me… I mean clearly he’s the real winner here.
So, here’s to you, you awesome human being! I hope that one day I won’t be just running my random thoughts across a blog for friends and family, but writing books for millions. And then I can buy all the Chick Fil A guilt-free. But no golf clubs. Definitely not those. Thank you for our wonderful life, our beautiful children and for the sacrifices you make.
And Happy Birthday!
Pork Roast with Red Wine Sauce
Pork Loin Roast
1 tsp paprika
1/2 tsp salt
1/4 tsp pepper
1/2 tsp garlic powder
1 tsp sage
1 tsp rosemary
1/2 yellow onion, sliced
3 stalks celery, diced
2 cups sliced mushrooms
1/3 cup red wine of choice
1/2 cup chicken broth
3 garlic cloves, crushed
1 tsp thyme
3-4 tbsp olive oil
1. Mix paprika, salt, pepper, garlic powder, sage and rosemary and coat your roast. Wrap in seran wrap and set in refrigerator for an hour at least.
2. Preheat oven to 375 and set roast in center. Place veggies around the roast in a dish (13×9 pan, or a higher sided roasting dish) and sprinkle with salt/pepper, thyme, red wine, chicken broth and 3-4 tbsp olive oil.
3. Heat 1-2 tbsp of olive oil in a medium pan on your stovetop – high heat (I put my on 6-7) and sear on all sides.
4. Place on the middle rack and cook for about (cover with foil for first hour then remove foil for remaining time) 1 1/2 hours or until the center is 165 degrees.