My better half

When I was younger my journal entries, both on paper and online, tended to focus on whatever boy I was into at the moment. I cringe when I look back at old entries and find myself talking about how wonderful some guy was, now that I know he wasn't. I don't mean to say all of the guys I was interested in were losers, but none of them were forevers either.

Now that I have finally found my forever guy I rarely mention him in my writing. Does this mean I take him for granted or does this simply indicate that I've finally grown up and realized that there is much more to life than who you are dating? I think maybe a little of both.

I have realized there is much more to life then who you are dating, and perhaps this is one reason I shy away from mentioning my love life in my writing, but on the other hand I am no longer dating anybody so this is somewhat of a moot point. When you find, dare I say it, 'The One', dating is far too casual of a word. You are dreaming dreams together, building a life together, making plans together, creating traditions together. As corny as it sounds you complete each other and you make each other better. Thats what the expression 'my better half' means to me. Not that your partner is a superior being, but rather that he/she makes you a better version of yourself.

I know that my fiance, Matt, has helped me become a far better me. I believe I've done the same for him.  I do think that sometimes we take each other for granted. I'm sure most couples do.

When I recieved some upsetting/stress inducing mail this past Saturday which threatened to ruin my entire weekend, it led me to realize just how much better I am because of Matt. Within a couple of hours he had managed to help me completely forget my worries and instead have a wonderful night playing card games involving killer bunnies and the mafia. How did he do it? He simply reminded me that I wasn't alone and that no matter what happens we will be okay. We. I've become so used to being part of this unit that I forget how scary and uncertain it can be to be alone.

I am tremendously lucky to have found the person I'm meant to be part of a unit with. Many people don't, and thus many unit's don't work out. I have no doubt ours will. I had no doubt 3 and a half years ago either. Little things like the scenario I mentioned above happen on a daily basis. I need to remember to be grateful for that and not take a moment of it for granted.

This concludes my self-indulgent love life entry, I promise not to write another one for quite some time!