This is what happiness has evolved into – big, uninhibited, carefree belly laughs, surrounded by little persons, celebrating 10 years of love-life and all in between with this big-hearted buffoon; and of course cake.

Not a quintessential romantic, picture perfect couple, we have learnt (to an appreciable extent) to live comfortably in our respective skins, expecting very little of the other, and cherish the love and friendship we share*. It may sound bleak to some, but to us it means the world, it means that we never lost ourselves irrevocably in/to one another. We remain him and I. And that’s the best gift I could ever have.

To the man I married, I love you.

Happy 10 years.

xx

*Hopefully the husband agrees. I am sure he will tell me after reading this post. IF he reads it at all! So that’s two questions covered 😀

When you know you belong

but can’t find your place

forced/choosing to play pretend

…..

When you have so much to be grateful for then why does the heart hurt so much?

your self is that one thing that never abandons you even though you betray it time and again

You say that you are on a journey to find your purpose you way…

Lofty ambitions

when you can’t even be comfortable in your own skin

*borrowed from a dear friend who summed it up quite nicely

The shortest way back
to myself was walking the
rain-soaked streets of home