I Get To Meet My Husband Again
- Ashleigh Atwood
- Apr 14, 2024
- 3 min read
Yup.
You heard that right.
I got to meet my husband, again.
My husband and I hadn’t been on a proper date (meaning not just dinner) since we celebrated our first year wedding anniversary. In 2018!
Yup.
2018.
6 freaking years.
6 freaking LONG ASS years.
So when an opportunity presented itself for a night out, despite it being the weekend before deadline, I finally seized the opportunity.
I said “I” because my husband has been trying to get me to go on a date for YEARS! I had always canceled or been reluctant because our kids are so young and they are SO MUCH.
So I let 6 years go by without dating my spouse.
Our date was yesterday.
Originally, the plan was to museum hop in Balboa Park.
I wanted to do something different.
I bought the all day passes. It was going to be great.
Until we couldn’t find any damn parking.
So we pivoted and went to Old Town.
It was perfect.
We grabbed food as I hadn’t eaten and had WAY too much caffeine. I was on the verge of a MF heart attack!
After that, we were like “now what?!”
We were going to start heading north and go to a movie!!!
That was what our typical date looked like before we were Mr. and Mrs.
The pickings were thin, but we could manage.
On the drive, I realized I am freaking tired. I cannot possible sit through a movie and not fall asleep!
So we pivoted again.
He said no to mini golf.
Bowling?
Yes!
But I didn’t want to go to Surf Bowl (don’t come for me) and I didn’t want to drive all the way out to San Marcos.
So we did the worst thing ever and we…..
Went home.
My husband was disappointed, rightfully so.
My chronic apologizing began but, damn it, I’m tired.
I am so tired.
Not just physically.
I’m mentally and emotionally tired.
You know what I didn’t feel the entire time we were in Old Town?!
I didn’t feel tired.
I didn’t feel stressed.
I didn’t feel concern or worry for my kids.
I was present.
Not just present, I was also engaged.
I didn’t bring up the kids one time.
Not one god damn time!!!
Talk about a miracle and a half!
So we drove home.
We visited with my in laws.
Well, my husband did.
I was definitely not present in this moment.
I went straight to my excel homework and didn’t look up once.
I got to spend quality, uninterrupted time with my husband and damn, I had no idea I still even liked the guy!
I will say:
Getting that time with him reconfirmed that I made the right choice.
Just shy of 7 years ago, I made a decision to marry this guy, not knowing that he’d turn into the man he is today, and I’ll be damned if I ever change my mind.
If you’re single, I encourage you to find someone that not only checks all the boxes, but also adds a few to the list you didn’t know you needed.
If you’re in a relationship, I encourage you to get out there and date your spouse. Remind yourself why you chose the other.
Every single day that man wakes up and chooses me.
Every single day I wake up and I choose him.
I’ll continue to choose him every fucking day until I die.
Then I’ll choose to haunt him everyday until he dies.
I’ll close with this:
I’m not a marriage expert by ANY means.
My marriage nearly failed our first year of marriage while we were still so selfish, both of us.
But the one thing I learned about love that I remind myself of more often than I care to admit is:
I will not like my spouse all the time.
In fact, I probably don’t even like him most days.
But damn, do I love that man!
Once I learned that love is not a feeling, my marriage flourished.
“Like” and “love” do not equate.
They are completely different.
Do not believe anyone who says they are the same.
In fact, run from them.
They do not deserve your time.
Periodt.
Date your spouse!
Date yourself!
Y’all deserve it!!!
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