I wrote a list something like that before I met Kenyon. 10 things I need in the next guy I date. And then, like the kids from Mary Poppins, my list just materialized in a person. Hmm. We're still working on our relationship. I hate when he yells. He hates that I've got to FEEL like he listened to me before I quit arguing. But I said "I do" because I wanted to. And then we said we'd never say the "D" word (divorce). He said we shouldn't use holding out on sex as a weapon of anger. I said if he wanted a cigarette on a rare occasion, fine, but don't even TRY to kiss me after. We both said, no silent treatment, and before we got smart, we said no going to bed on a fight. (Now we realize we're both insane when we haven't slept, so sometimes it's ok if we agree to resume and resolve after a good rest.)
I wish we could pray together more often. I wish we didn't have to work so hard at it lately. He's the kind of guy you want to raise your kids, and the kind of guy who'll surprise you with his depth. But he's a normal guy. I need him. He snores. He warms my cold feet. He makes me coffee in the morning and always remembers to kiss me good bye when he leaves for work. He only teases me a little when I fall asleep during the movie.
I love him because I was meant to love him. He says he knew it when he saw me the first time. I know it now, and I think I always will.
