Skip to main content

Valentine's day

We've been married almost 13 years. We're not the limber, young newlyweds - ready to drop everything to run away on a weekend together. We've aged, we've changed and we've learned so much about ourselves and each other. We've had 2 kids together, changed endless diapers, laughed together at baby toes and toots, bought a house, gotten our siblings successfully married (to each other!) and held down good jobs. We've seen euphoric highs, and we've shared some crushing lows which only made us grow more fiercely protective of each other.
 I used to be impulsive, willful and headstrong. Thought I knew better. Thought I was this larger than life person with intense emotions and eyes full of stars. You know what my husband changed about that? Nothing! He still believes all those wonderful things about me and still looks at me like I'm the most exquisite woman he's ever laid eyes on. He celebrates my passions and holds me safe when life deals me a few bad cards. He believes I can do anything I set my mind to and helps me be the wife and mother I am.
He may not be your Ryan Gosling or your Shah Rukh Khan with snazzy prose ready on his lips. He does not know how to serenade me or make these Oscar worthy fantasy gestures. But he knows all my eccentricities and my vices, my fears and my secrets. He knows how to raise my kids, love them so hard and be the best damn father they could have ever imagined. And he somehow knows how to be everything I could ever look for in a partner.
So dear husband of mine, on this Valentine's day, here's my promise to you:


  1. I promise to always laugh at your hokey jokes, especially the more technical ones. 
  2. I promise to honor your drive and your passion for your chosen field and support you just like you do for me.
  3. I promise to be excited when you talk about topics that may not necessarily pique my interest. I understand how important knowledge is to you and I promise to never make you feel that what you say isn't worthy of a captive audience.
  4. I promise to let you take me for granted once in a while. On difficult days, you need a person on your side who won't expect you to be perfect and I will be that person for you!
  5. I promise to apologize often and quickly, especially if I've been insufferable.
  6. I promise to be angry at your actions, but never at you. Never.
  7. I promise to raise our children in your likeness with a strong work ethic and a sense of ownership to everything they do. 
  8. I promise to cheer for our children when they succeed and cheer extra loudly when they fail. 
  9. I promise to take deep breaths and remember that we're raising children and not prize winning cattle. Its ok that the toys aren't cleaned up every once in a while.
  10. I promise to love you and say it often. Even on hard days. Especially on hard days.
  11. I promise to put life on pause some days and just sit back and watch the ocean with you.
  12. I promise to grow old with you and get matching canes and walkers. Yes, you can have the BMW insignia on yours. 
  13. I promise to never ever give up on our shared dreams, even though they may seem impossible today.
  14. I promise to love you forever. But I also promise to like you!
They say the second ten years of your marriage are even more exciting than the first. I believe that now.
Happy Valentine's day love!



Comments

  1. And all i've done for Valentine's day is figure out which cards I would rather not buy and which presents I don't like... I'm so happy you've got this blog! Best Valentine present ever... I have actually figured out i would rather check your blog for new posts rather than read quora and read yet another post about dropshipping...

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Hate the struggles, don't hate Autism.

Its 7 pm. Your child is yelling his head off because he does not want to hop in his bath. Tears are running down his face leaving clear trails in all the grime. Bribes have been offered. Voices raised in despair.  Visual schedules and timers have failed to move him. He does not want to have a bath and that is it. You're exhausted and stunned by the intensity of his tantrum. Unfortunately you cannot budge and you cannot give in because you're scared that it will set a precedent : Mom's a pushover.  But you also know that this tired little boy is soon approaching meltdown junction, where all bets are off and nobody wins. You take deep breaths and tell yourself its not about you right now! How do you help him navigate this ? He loves bath time. He loves water. He'd practically stay at the pool if you'd let him. So why is it suddenly so hard for him?  Why does this bright boy who can do math in his head and talk at length about how to build an airplane st...

20 perfect kernels of popcorn.

Button has always been a picky eater. No.... scratch that. How about super-sensitive-and-guaranteed-to-refuse-any-new-foods. That's a much better description. It's not just an autism thing. Part of it is probably the sensory defensiveness that comes under the autism umbrella and part of is it anxiety about new tastes and textures. I mean - this kid hasn't eaten candy in his entire life!! Could care less about ice cream or pizza! I know, I know - he sounds like an ideal 6 year old who only eats healthy stuff, but man, this is way worse than that. He accepts 6 foods and that's the 6 food choices he's been sticking to for the past 4 years. Its a constant cycle of dosa-pasta-rice-pretzels-chips-fries. So no....not healthy by any means. And his dislike of non preferred foods is so strong, that he will actually gag at us eating a meal. Its that bad! Eating at restaurants means taking his meal along with us and he's that one kid at the party that's eating his ...

Groucho Marx

Today I'm feeling like lists, so here goes. Things that really annoy me : People who brag about how little sleep they got - we get it! Coworkers, cashiers, random people you run into. Somehow this is meant to convey a sense of superpower : "I slept for just 2 hours and look how functional I am". Well, I got news for you! I see all the surreptitious yawns you think you're hiding and I've seen corpses look fresher, so here's your damn medal. Now shut up about sleep! Not-so-obvious racists : See these jerks are worse than overt racists because you can never spot them coming. You're standing in line at the grocery checkout, and you get this weird vibe coming off Cashier Susan who's quick to smile and greet every white customer. But when it's my turn, Cashier Susan will grunt a non committal sound, lose the chirpy eye contact and rush through the process, before smiling widely at the blonde lady next in line. I've seen Cashier Susan fo...