A year ago today, I went on my very first date with Clay. He picked me up and we took the longest time figuring out what to do. We decided to go see a movie, so we went to the theatre to check out times. We decided on seeing Wall-E (… erm, by ‘we decided’, I really mean, I took one look at what was showing and went “Wall-E!”), but we had dinner first at a restaurant across the street (I still recall that I ordered dessert for dinner – key lime pie!). The entire date was awesome, it was a much more comfortable setting to hang out rather than like when we would talk and such at work during last summer. You know, getting to actually spend time together without the worry of someone popping in on us.
The dates that have followed, the time spent together, the little moments that have helped build our relationship over the last year have been really wonderful. And we’ve gone through a lot over the last year. The “I love you’s”, meeting his parents, meeting my friends and sister (who is a massive critic in her own right), fights, happy moments, and just learning.
We know most of each other’s likes and dislikes. He listens to me go on and on about Blythe dolls and which one to get and such. He’s introduced me to video games (I’m more of a casual casual gamer… if I can be defined as one…?) that he picks because he think I’ll like them (and he hasn’t been wrong yet!). Plus he’ll even eat the poor rejected Skittle flavours for me (grape, banana, cherry). And when he receives anything handcrafted by me, he always look so happy that it’s worth the cursing that I do at the yarn while making it (haha). He makes me smile and he makes me laugh and he makes me happy and feel loved. He listens to me vent and he always seems to know what to say when I’m feeling like I’m not being my best.
That isn’t to say that we never argue. We do have our disagreements, over the little and the big things, but we always do talk things through and try to see things from the other person’s point of view. I do think it helps that neither of us stays mad at the other for very long. And I think, despite the disagreements, we do get better with talking to each other and understanding the other person, which helps us to grow in our relationship.
And… I’m not quite sure where I’m going with all of this. I really just felt like writing about us mostly for the warm fuzzy feeling, to be perfectly honest (oh, I’m such a sap sometimes). But umm… Yeah! Warm fuzzy feelings, happy anniversary to Clay and myself. ♥♥♥