When I met Eric, it was First Friday February 09. It was my first drum circle and the universe had been sending me a message that I, yet again, married the wrong person. His gaze pierced through all the bullshit that I was carrying around and his smile made me feel like a woman. Not a girl, not a chick, not a babe, but a WOMAN. Our relationship was the slowest burn. We avoided each other to honor displaced loyalties, but ultimately drew near in a torrid cosmic dance that became the foundation of my goddess birth. One year ago, our lives were completely different. We had different jobs, different friends, we existed in a completely different reality. Through all the difficulties of coming together to create a world suitable for a love as big as ours, we fought till the wee hours of the morning, and cradled our inner children at night. We made love with reckless abandon and grew tired of one anothers baggage getting in the way of progress. We have seen it all, and have seen absolutely nothing in comparison to the greatness to come. We have worked very hard to create the life we want for ourselves and each other. We exposed our dreams and vulnerabilities to one another after having them crushed and killed over and over. I am the powerful, beautiful Goddess I am today from my husbands love. He removed the barrier to my greatest self, and helped me to open my heart and be unafraid to let others love me as well. I love life again, I am whole again. Each and every person that walks into your life is meant to make you better, even if it may not seem like it at the time. I am grateful for my struggles, my victories, and every experience that has led me to my dream husband, my dream life, my dream friends, and ultimately the fruition of my dream world that I get to share with all of you. If you love me, please thank my dear husband for his diligent loyalty and amazing care. Happy Anniversary my love. I adore you.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Jul 2014 14:19:08 +0000
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