A SOUL-FULL MATE

The other night, I was upstairs in our den with my better half and we had started wrapping Christmas gifts.  We were like a well oiled machine.  He did the paper wrapping, and I did the real ribbon decorating on each package.  We popped a movie into the computer and barely made a sound for several hours, with the exception of “honey could you pass the tape” or “baby do you know where the scissors went too” followed by quick sweet little kisses on my cheek or me giving him a tiny squeeze of his adorable bottom.  It was a peaceful contentment with each other.  And, no words were needed.

I love these moments with each other and often wish to freeze them in time.  They are soft yet subtle, they are sweet with a steamy twist, they are unexpected and relaxing and they are much more than words.  Describing these moments, would undoubtedly do them injustice, but they are beautiful in their own way.

I am so blessed you know. Every day, he looks over at me at some point and says “I love you” followed by “tons”.  Other days, he will just say “do you know why I love you” and I will say why, and he will spill out what it is in his heart that particular day.  Yesterday, he put up five fingers and said.

1.  You are so understanding

2.  You are so loving

3.  You are so kind

4.  You are so beautiful

5.  I can’t imagine a day without you.

Makes me a little teary as I think about it.  He wears his heart on his sleeve when it comes to me and I am careful not to bruise the sweet innocence of it.

So what is it that I am trying to say here.  Well, when I first my better half, I knew he was not my soul mate.  I had already met my soul mate many moons before and it was not meant to be in this life time.  For years, I was sadden by it.  

But then my better half came along and what he contributes to my life is much more than the term of "soul mate".  He has become my defender, my protector, my lover, my friend and not only did he grow within my heart, he grew around it encompassing my soul with his warmth and filling the remaining empty spots.  In essence, he made my soul full.  

And while we are not perfect in any stretch of the imagination, what we are is a ladder of life to each other.  When one gets stuck on a rung, the other gives a hand and a pulls the other one up to the next level.  We are a team.  A unity.  A one. And it leaves me breathless with gratitude.

Until Next Time.

Smooches Pooches