A Beautiful Life
Life spoke to me strongly,
I am not going to be easy on you, beware!
He hugged me tight.
Don’t worry I am here and I care.
We held hands and saw the storms pass by,
and troubles disappeared in the air.
Many years ago, I married my best friend. We set on a path to create a perfect and a #beautifullife for ourselves. Life’s not perfect, is it? Our relationship went through metamorphosis at various stages and there were wonderful times and testing ones too.
We went from being a couple who never fights to a couple who fought over everything. Our friends saw us cuddling together and then lashing out. We were never the couple to always do things together and we both were fiercely independent. Luckily for both, we understood that part about each other well.
I went through a low when I had my first baby and the world came crashing in. However, had he acted the way I had expected him to when I was at my lowest ebb, I would have quickly labeled him clingy, overbearing, and annoying. The truth was, he was being everything I needed him to be for where I was at that time. He stood by the irritable, clueless, angst-y me. I didn’t need someone who would wallow in self-pity and negativity with me I needed someone who would pick up the shattered and freaked-out me, and my best friend rose up to the occasion again.
He lost his mom to cancer a few years back and I had quit my job that time to take care of matters at home. He saw his lowest phase at that time and I was there for him but entwined in my own issues. We fought through this phase of our life and got out of it.
We had our second baby and this time I was a smarter mother. I did not let motherhood take me down. I started writing to help other women understand this phase of my life, started working out, running and he embraced the new me with open arms. When work started flowing in, my hobby became a business and I had to sometimes leave my kids and travel, attend events, the work was consuming me. When he saw that going was getting tough, he even at the most important phase of his career made time to babysit the kids or get our family to do that. He taught the kids and tucked them into the bed whenever I was unavailable. Never once he told me not to take my ‘hobby’ ( as a few people consider blogging to be) lightly.
He is not perfect, like every other husband he leaves his dirty clothes on the floor instead of putting them in the laundry basket, is attached to his phone like glue and is irritatingly lazy but he is perfect for me and my constant support.
This post is dedicated to my better half and while I may not say this often I am glad I have you in my life as my best friend. Together we plan for the future and make plans on how we would take care of each other with the right life insurance.
p.s This is a sponsored post but my love for my hubby and my experiences are all real and my own :). Hope you can relate to them.
Very emotional narration of an emotional topic. Keep it up.