| System Overload |
[Nov. 6th, 2008|11:11 pm] |
So, I was at my brother's house trying to take a break from my going-to-be ex-husband when I met someone. Someone I knew from a previous point in my past.....a /way/ previous point in my past. You how as a child you have a bestest friend in the whole wide world....and then you grow up and something changes? Well, it's kinda like that...we both grew up and alot has changed...but definitively for the better. See, he told me once when we were like...five or so that he was going to marry me. I told him he was being silly and that "I will believe it if you say it again when we're grown-ups." he said it again. I am not divorced yet, and yet....I know who I am going to spend the rest of my life with if he is sure he wants me to do so {which he claims he wants me to do so} but the really overwhelming part is that I /believe/ him. I do not so much doubt him as I am still recovering from that simple fact of life. My brain has basically done an "error 404" on me. But I love him so it's all right.
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