Ten years is a long time. J. and I have been together for ten years and I often reflect on how this relationship shaped me, changed me, and where it will go from here. There is undeniable comfort in knowing that someone has seen the good, the bad, the ugly, and the mean, and yet manages to say "I love you" every time he gets off the phone.
Among the many things I worry about, one is that I don't do enough nice things for J., just for the sake of being nice. As elements of a relationship grow stale - like, maybe I won't shave my legs for a month - the small niceties that we were so eager to perform in the throws of young love, should not be lost. I have to work on that. Sometimes I hear myself nagging and I have this horrible vision of us in the future...as Fred and Ethel.
So, the fifteenth (of April) is Jesse's birthday.
Resolution fifteen: do something nice for Jesse.
Today I let him sleep all day. Does that not seem nice? Well, after three days of him promising we'd hang out together for the entire day, and consequently not...a guilt free, lazy, veg-fest was the best I could do.
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