Call Me Crazy, But She Still Makes My Heart Go Pumpity-Pump
After ten years of marriage, I’m still crazy for this woman.
Being with her is my little piece of heaven on earth.
Here’s my proof: So far, I’ve had 508 romantic dates with my wife. (Yes, my wife. What were you thinking? She’s my ex-girlfriend, right?) That’s once per week for almost 10 beautiful years.
And I’ve loved every single one of them.
Our date night is sacred.
Unless it’s an invitation from the President of the Republic, I say no to all invitations and meetings. Our marriage is what it is today because of those precious 508 dates.
Call me corny. Call me deluded. Call me in denial.
But I really love being with her.
By the way, did you know my wife has magical powers?
When I’m with her, she drains my stress away. When I’m going through a rough time, all I have to do is share my problems to her, and instantly, I feel so much better. With her, I’m at home. And I rest.
I believe couples need to connect with each other in a deep way, or they will drift apart and look for attachments elsewhere.
Aside from our weekly dates, I grab special times I call “spontaneous moments of connection”.
Spontaneous Moments Of Connection
Yesterday afternoon, I came home ready to dive into my work. The usual stuff I do: articles to write, talks to prepare, meetings to plan…
But when I came home, I saw this lovely woman sitting on the couch all by herself.
I thought to myself, “Work can wait,” and I grabbed this opportunity to sit beside the greatest girl on the galaxy. It wasn’t planned. But we were able to talk and connect our hearts. Even just for a few minutes.
Life offers us these fantastic times of bonding. I’ve learned not to miss them: Being stuck in traffic with her. Or waiting for the dentist. Or lining up in the grocery. These times don’t have to be boring if you hold hands and talk.
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