Seeing as how I am writing in my blog more often, I want to make sure I write about actual “events”. I always feel really lame when I try to remember the previous holiday and can’t recall anything. I don’t want to live my life without memories!
Valentine’s Day was actually wonderful this year. I’m assuming it is wonderful every year, but I don’t remember them… Anyway, Ryan and I have been doing the cash system for awhile now and hadn’t set anything aside for V Day. Normally Ryan would pull some money from his spending, but seeing as how he is in debt with the Bank of Lorsch, he couldn’t do that either. I could tell he was really nervous about trying to make the day special without any funds to get me some chocolates or something. But the thing is, I didn’t want flowers or chocolates or anything that could be purchased. What I really wanted was to celebrate the love that we have for each other, because isn’t that what the day is about anyway?
To do that I requested that Ryan make a playlist of 5-10 songs that made him think of me, our marriage, family, etc. They couldn’t be songs that I would hear if I turned on the radio either. I wanted him to search out music that really meant something to him, not just a generic love song. I promised him I would do the same. I noticed in the weeks leading up to V Day that Ryan was getting more and more nervous. I have never seen him fret over anything like this before, but was touched because I knew Ryan was taking it seriously. When something needs to be done, my man likes to do it right.
Ryan’s Dad watched Tommy for us on V Day (MIL was out of town, poor guy). We picked up dessert after dropping Tommy off and sat down on the couch after Ryan plugged in the iPod. The first 5 songs were mine, and we smiled while listening to the lyrics and laughed when some lines were all too true. Then Ryan played his 5 songs. I knew he had spent hours searching for these songs and was so excited to hear what he came up with. I was so touched when I heard the songs. While they were playing Ryan would whisper into my ear why a particular line reminded him of me, and none of it was cliché or generic. It really made me feel loved. Not hey-you’re-my-wife-so-I-love-you, but that he really loved ME. I couldn’t help crying, and let’s not pretend that Ryan wasn’t misty-eyed either.
I’ve realized that our love has become so strong and beautiful as time goes on. Even though the novelty of marriage and seeing each other naked has worn off, the novelty of truly knowing and loving a person has not. Ryan’s love has changed me. I see who I was while we were dating and first married and am amazed at the change for good I see in myself. Even more amazing is how well Ryan has loved me, and that he chose to marry me when I was a rock with a lot of rough edges. Not that I am even close to being polished, mind you, but a lot has changed in myself for the better. I am so thankful each day that Ryan could see my potential when we were dating, because I’m sure that is why he chose to be with me forever. And so, because I love him, I will continue to work on improving myself every day. To be a better wife and mother, to be a woman that he can’t wait to come home to at the end of a long day. To be his best friend, a confidant, who will listen without a judging ear. He is my true love, my soul mate, my eternal companion.
P.S. I took pictures of us on Valentine’s Day, but my computer mysteriously ate them. At least I made an attempt at proper documentation of an important holiday.