Written 19 Sept 2006

Exactly 391 days ago this post was how I illustrated my relationship with my sweetheart. Now…a year later…with marriage, pregnancy and wyse between us I wonder what words will come tumbling out if I really think deep about the months that have passed.

We use terms of endearment….what??? you think after 12 months that we’d somehow wore out the word and replace it by something else? I dont think so. I know of no other way or name to call my husband. In fact, when amongst a crowd and there exists a need to call out to him, I find myself hesitating for just a bit…unsure whether to shout “SWEETIE!” at the top of my lungs or use his christened name….as if the taste and feel of his real name rolling in my tongue was an unfamiliar sensation that I have never known before. Ohmy I cant even remember the last time my sweetie said my name out loud to me.

Do stuff together…are you kidding??? its the stuff we do together that drives us closer together. We absolutely love doing things together. And it does help that we like most of the same things - like eating chocolate. So what have we done together in the past year? We have…walked the malls….attended sport shows….played badminton….joined tournaments…gone to grocery….gone to the market…tried several restaurants….gone on a vacation…drove the countryside….even had our cars cleaned at the same time. I cant imagine doing something without sharing it with him…oh yes, I do go shopping for clothes without him but always after that we would meet up for coffee and go home together. And that is the one thing that would remain forever unchanged…that we always would manage to go home together…be it after office…after a party…after a game…blah blah blah.

When the going gets tough we don’t call Ghostbusters….and nothing has changed. The first person we talk to when things are chaotic would be each other. We are each other’s best friend…confidante. It doesnt matter if I were in a meeting or he is. The message would be understood…if we needed one another. And many times through the past year did we need each other. From as simple as a “what’s for dinner” decision to “I want to resign” type of discussion. There would be no one else for us…

We don’t nickel-and-dime about chores or anything we do for each other…. and we still dont. If there’s one thing Im happy about is that it never occurred to me or him to keep tabs on anything that we do. I have always felt that whatever it is I choose to do for him, for us or for the family is something I was meant to do. Ive never felt shortchanged in any way.

Establishing ground rules for arguments and fights… I smile when I read what I wrote for this last year. I guess the words easier said than done is actually soo much easier. There really was not a lot too fight about when your relationship has just begun. Marriage, living together, pregnancy, kids, decisions, work, obligations… they have a weird way of making it extremely challenging to be calm and agreeable each and every day. Not when you have children crying just as your boss is calling…or the lights going out just when you need to use the pc…or the car backlights getting smashed just when you happen to lend it to your brother…or when you crave for pasta and get served fish (again!?!) for dinner… well this if life and it wouldnt be such if there were no fights. And it happened the way I wrote it to be. Him using the silent treatment and me crying my eyes out and longing for a hug. But all is well that ends well.

We never lose our sense of humor… Oh I will never be short of witty comments… or should I say stupid comments that would make my husband laugh out loud (or get irritated)… I will always do my best to bring out the belly laugh… the stomping of the feet… that he puts on when I tickle him pink. There will always be jokes between us… and if the world ends…we can always try jeering at stupid drivers, clueless pedestrians and of course our oblivious neighbors.

We take the phrase “i love you no matter what happens” seriously… wouldnt you? A lot has happened in the past year and we have both come out of it alive and kicking and going strong. I just asked him today on our drive home… “sweetie, its been a year…are you still happy?”…. he just laughed at me….

I love you sweetie

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