thoughts
True love is when...
He lends me his gloves because I'm freezing and forgot mine // He washes the dishes after he's had a full day of work and night class // He lets me sleep in on Saturdays when he gest up for work // He lets me have the last bite of dessert.. hehe :) // He lets me pick the movie even if he'd rather see a different one // He cleans up my messes without complaining (because I'm the messier one) // He tells me he loves me.. but I already know
Lately, there has been a lot of reflection going on around here. Much like January--when I start thinking about the past year and goals/new plans for the year ahead, March is like a second sort of new year for me. Birthday, anniversary, the start of spring...a sort of freshness and newness fills the air. We truly finished organizing and decorating the apartment, the snow is melting away, the sun is coming out, and I feel so happy and content and spoiled rotten, like everything is too good to be true and I'm going to wake up from some long dream. Not that I have a perfect life by any means, but I do know I have no regrets. I am realizing it is easy to complain far too often, and its too bad. The Lord continues to bless me, and for that I am thankful, and God is a good, good God.
outfit details: hat - forever 21 // scarf - forever 21 // shirt - h&m // leggings - express
my old room, in Texas
I don't normally get homesick, but last week there was a morning I woke up feeling extremely out of place and strange and foreign. I missed Texas, family, our old friends, warm weather winters. I listened to country music and started pathetically tearing up at The Cowboy Rides Away. I took the crowded subway to our apartment, fumbled with the lock, suddenly repulsed by the city, its weird smells, nameless faces, lack of southern charm. He asked what was wrong, I told him I missed home, the open sky, the annoying cicadas at night, the familiar faces. I said I want to go back. Grabbed my hand, pressed me to him, and kindly said, home is with me. home is where we are together. I smiled, instantly feeling so much better, because I knew he was right and home is not a place but wherever I'm with him.