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Things I've Learned...

I was on a walk this evening in a cold, crisp 58 degree LA night and I was thinking (something I do often), I have almost been in one, solid relationship for a year.  It's coming up fast and it's very crazy how time flies! I was thinking of all the things I have learned so far and realize some things that have been produced from being in a healthy, happy relationship and decided to put them in a blog post...

  • You may not fall for who you expected to fall for, but when you fall, they will become exactly what you were looking for and the so called "expectations" will suddenly be a thing of the past.
  • You will feel like the reacher.  You will feel so lucky to have this person in your life that you feel like they are settling for you.  While this may sound negative I mean it in the most positive way.
  • Having DIFFERENCES is very important.  My boyfriend is a HUGE, and let me emphasize on HUGE movie/tv/book buff.  So he has a lot to say and tell me and show me.  I on the other hand have my particular tastes in TV and movies and am not super adventurous, needless to say it's been fun teaching each other about our separate interests and enjoying them together.
  • Arguments and disagreements are normal and healthy, scream-fighting and ignoring each other for days is NOT.  Luckily for me, neither of us like drama and like to settle our disagreements quickly, we talk them out and move forward and neither of us hold a grudge.  It's a relief to know that our healthy communication is a very large part of who we are.
  • When you get comfortable, life feels perfect.  No make up, hiking and sweating, waking up next to each other, being able to let the other know you are upset, being comfortable in your skin around them...all these things make life seem so much easier.
  • Women and men are super different (duh), so it is important to remember that you can't read each other's mind. I find myself getting frustrated sometimes but that's where the relief about communication comes in, I tell him what is bothering me and we work it out, instead of making him guess why I am upset...who wants to do that!?
  • You realize how wonderful it is to have a "last call".  You have a person who is your last text or call of the night, your "goodnight" is always going to happen with a person and it just happens to be a person you adore and it is such a wonderful feeling.
  • Time apart actually DOES make you love each other more & makes your relationship stronger- my boyfriend is on a work trip for 3 months.  In the beginning I was in agony, now I realize it's not a big deal.  1 month has already passed and we both feel like we are closer.  We talk every day and I visited him for Valentine's.  Don't be afraid if this comes up in your relationship.
  • Being in love is a fantastic feeling. It feels safe & secure.  But having separate lives and being in a healthy relationship on top of that is even better.

That's all for now...just some things on my mind tonight!

Peace.


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