Not anyone who says, "I'm going to be
careful and smart in matters of love,"
Who says, "I'm going to choose slowly,"
but only those lovers who didn't choose at all
but were, as it were, chosen
by something invisible
and powerful and uncontrollable
and beautiful and possibly even
only those know what I'm talking about
in this talking about love.
Mary Oliver, "Not Anyone Who Says", Felicity.
Everyone has different definitions of love, and there are some great ones. Mine is knowing I'm home. No matter where we are, as long as we're together, we're in that special place of security, understanding, happiness, and being comfortable in our own skin.
My husband makes my life, and everything else I hold dear, more beautiful.
For our anniversary this year, we took a road trip to Alberta, Canada--Lake Louise and Banff. It was beautiful country--rugged and surprising.
We were able to spend five whole days alone together remembering why we are so crazy in love (or, in other words, at home together) and looking forward to the future.