I M Perfect lady

Twenty-seven years ago today, my husband and I began dating.  We had talked to each other almost daily on the phone for 6 months, before we went on a date.

We began talking, sharing and enjoying each other’s differences. In some things we have gotten more alike and in others more different, and through it all maintain our sense of separateness as well as togetherness.

The phrase, “you complete me” doesn’t apply to us, for we are each standing strong alone.  He is not a man who is lacking something that I need to carry, nor does he have a part of me.

In the beginning I was much more lost then him, and I served him always before myself. 

The past five years has been about recovering me, about finding a sense of self that I never had before.

I had told him often in the first years of my recovery that he would be getting a new lady but with the same lady if that makes sense to you.

He didn’t have to leave his marriage, but he is now with a totally different lady.

It took him a while and he grieved for the Me he first fell in love with, but over time and with patience and courage, we both fell in love with the new me.

Our relationship is special and neither of us takes it for granted.

A love that allowed me to be me, a love that flourishes in the good times and in the bad, one that can withstand the changes of life no matter how they appear.

When I think back to the early days of discovering who my father was, to see his picture in the papers, on the radio and on TV, my husband never once considered me too soiled to be with.  He never once dropped my hand.

He never once considered leaving me behind.

I held his hand while I had to do the bulk of the work inside.

His hand gave me the strength I needed to walk alone.

Like a good set of training wheels!

As I look back on our journey together, it is one that has allowed us to become more of our selves. 

Neither of us is lost in the relationship, instead we bring our full selves to the relationship called Us.

We are complete alone, but enjoy our time together.