I knew from the minute I met him that he was the one... I loved everything about him. He was adventurous and fearless. A natural leader that commanded attention just by walking in the room. So, we fall in love and he tells me how he loves the fact that I see the world through rose colored glasses and my determination and how I can make him laugh when he's had a hard day...
I'd love to say from there it's been happily ever after but I won't lie to you.
I can't, you already know we're in marriage counselling. It seems that whenever we came to a fork in the road - our youthful wisdom always led us down the bumpy road. So after many years of mountains to climb, valleys to walk through, burying John's daddy and grandparents, opportunities lost and some just not taken and three kids later - here we are...
The persistence and willfulness that I loved about him looks more like um ... pigheaded and my determination that he was infatuated with just a few years earlier is now seen as stubborn. His adventurous fearless side now seems more like reckless... and me seeing the world through rose colored glasses??....now interpreted as denial.
Do we love each other? Yes. More than anything.
Did we go in to a marriage with unrealistic expectations? Probably.
Katherine Hepburn said it best...Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything.