I love my husband but is it natural to stay with the same person forever?
We’ve made it to the 14-year mark…and no it hasn’t been the fairytale I envisioned. I look at my 28-year-old brother who just got married and see the look of excitement, undeniable chemistry and blissful love he has for the woman who is his wife and I miss those feelings. I want that chemistry that’s so intense it can be transmitted non verbally, through just a lingering look or a brush of my cheek. I want to look at my husband and not immediately think… “Wait is he wearing the same shirt he wore the past two days? Did he remember to fix the leaky faucet?”
Of course when I tell my husband these things he tells me to “Stop watching the Bachelor and movies like The Notebook.” I get it– we have these Hollywood style endings and scripts written into our socialization as little girls, that we’ll meet a man who will be our soul mate, our person- with whom we will live out our days which will culminate with us sitting on a porch swing drinking lemonade as our grandchildren crowd around our sagging ankles.
OK clearly I have viewed one too many a Norman Rockwell painting… because I have yet to see a porch swing- or been privy to sit on one- and I don’t think I’ve ever drank a glass of lemonade.
I also look at my husband and while I still see the man I fell in love with 14 years ago… I’m missing those butterflies. Don’t get me wrong I love him desperately- he’s my best friend- the man who I tell all my secrets the one who has seen me push a six and a half pound baby form my lady parts, the one who held my hand as the Dr. made my c-section incision. Maybe it’s our experiences that keep us together and the fact that we’re raising two kids, but the passion that; I want to rip your clothes off and when I look at you everyone else fades away, well it is fading. And it makes me wonder, is it natural to stay with the same person forever?