Tuesday, May 4, 2010

A perfect match

Every weekend I blog about seems to get better and better! Andrew and I spent most of Friday, Saturday and Sunday in Idaho celebrating his cousin Kalissa's baptism with his family and hanging out with mine. It was a lot of fun. I love going on road trips with Andrew and having him stay at the house I grew up in.

Yesterday, we went to a dinner that turned out to be a celebration of the women in the 48th ward, which was unexpected and made me feel kind of awkward. A lot of the guys in the ward were serving this fancy dinner and then they showed a slide show of guys from the ward, including the bishopric and former bishop, talking about the purity of womanhood.

Some of the things that were said made me laugh; others made me cringe because they seemed so crazy. But one of the bishopric members said something that really meant a lot to me.

"My wife is a perfect match for me," he said. "I like who I am when I'm with her."

I feel the same way about Andrew. Sometimes I'm too impatient, too quick to get mad and too quick to say something that hurts someone's feelings. But when I'm with Andrew, I feel like we fit. I'm at peace, and I don't have to worry about trying to impress him or anyone else, because he thinks I'm beautiful and special -- and he doesn't try to make me into something I'm not.

We played Memory on his phone the other day, and I couldn't help thinking that life and love are sometimes a lot like Memory. We have to turn over a lot of cards, not knowing what they hold, to find the right paths and people in our lives. But when we do find a perfect match, it makes finding another match that much easier.

I've found a match -- and I'm happier than I've ever been before.

2 comments:

  1. This post makes me extrememly happy :)

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  2. I love how happy you are. You make me smile :)

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