Spring is here and our love is more delicious, deep, and delightful than ever. As thrilling as courtship is with all its sky high emotions, anticipation, and pulses of adrenaline.... marriage is the real thing - abiding together day in and day out and having our lives blended and molded into one. The thrill of being loved and cherished never grows dim. Instead of becoming dis-enchanted as the newness of married life wears off, I am astounded continually by new richness and joys.
'Course that prolly has a lot to do with John. His ardor and expressiveness just keep expanding. These days I get warm hugs and LOTS of very un-casual kisses, thoughtful care for all my wants and needs, expressive love notes, just-because gifts, and hundreds of little (and not so little) things that make life sparkle and glow.
The other day I realized I had this un-thought-out smattering of an idea that somehow John was a good husband because I was a good wife (so embarrassing to write). I considered carefully and I'm convinced that, though life might not be so harmonious, if I was wretcheder than I am (and how little I know my own wretchedness) that John would still love me, still try to do what's best for me, and still be a good husband to me.
I'm so tickled to be married to the best man in the whole wide world!
-LKH
-LKH