My person
Have you ever met a person and thought yup this is my person? Well. that is how it was the first time my now husband came over to watch a movie, even though he brought one of those stupid comedy type of movies and I hate those. We talked, hung out, and joked around and by the time he left I knew I that he was it for me. That first date was followed by a couple more and we became official when he told me that he didn’t want to date for fun but was looking for something more serious.
It didn’t take long for us to be talking on the phone every night, and for me to be spending every weekend at his place. It was perfect and I was more in love than I had ever been.
The first few months flew by and before I knew it, we were at a wedding reception and something in my gut told me to put my beer down. When we left, he asked if I was feeling ok and I told him about my feeling, did the period math, and stopped at a pharmacy on our way back to his place. I remember being terrified to pee on that stick because I knew what it would say, and I was right. For confirmation we went to see my Dr. and did another test, when I came out and nodded my head at him, he cheered and yelled “Score” in the waiting room, in that moment I did not share his enthusiasm.
As most parents we didn’t tell anyone for the first few weeks after we found out, not only because we knew we shouldn’t in case anything went wrong but also to give ourselves time to process. I want to be clear that I was not afraid of being a Mom, I loved kids and had been babysitting my nieces since I was 16, I was scared of giving birth, the thought of what I would have to do had me completely freaked out.
After this our life was in fast forward, I got my license, bought a car, and moved in with him, and soon after our 1 year anniversary I gave birth to the most beautiful little baby girl and I had the perfect little family. We got closer and stronger and even though this little bundle kinda put a wrench in some of our plans we were happy to be taking the detour.
I will always remember the way he proposed, it wasn’t super romantic, but it was perfect and just like us. He had made supper, which isn’t out of the ordinary, and I gave him a hug after to say thank you and he was scratching his leg…or so I thought. Naturally, I gave him shit, jokingly of course, and said “it’s been 2 years, can’t you just give me a normal hug”, to which he replied “how long has it been?”, huffing I said “2 years”, and he said “yea I guess it’s been long enough”, went down on one knee and asked me to marry him. I obviously said yes, and anyone who knows us knows that that is the most perfect proposal for us.
We got married the following year on a perfect winter day. With our daughter as the flower girl, I couldn’t have imagined it any differently.
Our life has been full of ups and downs but through it all he has always been at my side, helping me and even sometimes just holding me when I needed it the most. Through all my family issues, work, depression, and anxiety, to deaths of those we love he has been my rock. The most important person in my life and the one that I trust with all my heart.
When I broke down a few months ago, he was there to hold me and to talk about what happens next and was by my side when I decided that I could not go back to work in the position I was in before. He had seen me have a few smaller collapses before this one and didn’t want to see me go through that again, no job was worth it because employers will replace you as soon as you are gone, they don’t need you and aren’t worth the stress. It is more important to enjoy your job and make a less money than to have that feeling of dread every morning when you wake up, that feeling of having to force yourself to get up and get ready and actually leave for work.
I make sure to tell him that I love him several times a day, and to tell him how much I appreciate him, and how amazing and supportive he is, not just as a husband but as a Dad too. I couldn’t imagine my life without him and am so lucky to have him to share my life with. Like I said at the beginning, he is my person, my confidant, my rock, my love. Insert daughter making pukey face here.
True love exists, you just have to be open to accept it. Before Ray I had had my heart broken and hadn’t had the most supportive relationships but that didn’t stop me from looking for that perfect love. Was I scared? Absolutely. I had been in relationships that broke my confidence and put me down, but I knew that not all relationships are like that and that there had to be that person out there for me. Did he know my confidence was broken and that he would have to help me fix it? Nope, but he learned very fast and was ready because he knew he wanted to be with me.
I figured with Valentine’s Day and our wedding anniversary, 14 years, this week I’d share a bit of us and how supportive and loving he is.
Love is in the air,
Chantal M.
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