Sometimes love isn't exactly what we think it's supposed to be. Sometimes love is nasty, and complicated and messy. Other times it's beautiful, simple and romantic. But when you find the man of your dreams, it's all worth it. This is the blog of a woman in her 40's who is living the rest of her life with "the one" and documenting it all.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Gifts
Clearly I have failed to see that gifts come in all shapes and sizes. Gifts are not only material bobbles and tokens but words and gestures. It dawned on me yesterday that I have been treating his words and gestures as gifts but ones that are defined and picked out in advance. Then, when I get them all listed in my head I spew them out to him and demand that HE get them for me. What a brat!
Enlightenment comes when it comes!
If I could treat everything from him as if it were truly a gift, I would be much more satisfied with the outcome of our relationship. When HE chooses to tell me HE loves me, or HE chooses to caress my arm, or HE chooses to kiss me passionately, I should receive them as I do a prettily wrapped box donning a sparkly bow!
When I complain that HE doesn't do something or say something in the way I want to receive it, I can see how it takes all the fun out of giving it. That's why HE doesn't give as much sometimes.
Well what do you know? She is evolving.
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