This week, Josh and I are celebrating our two-year anniversary and I want to share our story with you. This post isn't short, but I wrote it with all of my heart and I am excited for you to read it.
Someone once told me that I had unrealistic expectations of love; that the romantic fairytale that I dreamed of didn't exist and that my heart would continue to be broken unless I changed my expectations. And although I considered that this judgment may be true for a brief moment, I quickly came to the realization that it simply could not be. I may be a hopeless romantic, but that didn't (and doesn't and shouldn't) undermine my belief that there is someone out there for each of us - one person, a soulmate if you will - who is your perfect match. The person who told me that my expectations were unrealistic wasn't trying to be mean, or hurtful, he was simply unable to give me what I needed and instead of accepting that and moving on, he tried to lessen my expectations of what I deserved. And while it didn't happen overnight, I took time to learn how to believe in myself and how to make myself happy. I learned that happiness attracts more happiness and that I not only deserve to be happy, but I deserve to be loved and to be dreamed about and to be a part of a magical love - a love that I am so lucky to have found and to be celebrating this week (and every week).
|Josh and me in Vegas, October 2010|