I have felt enormously blessed by having Kim in my life the past few months. I had an interesting conversation with my brother Mike when I went out to Oregon for New Years. He had met Kim before - in August - and so he new that we had been dating a while. I was telling him that we were starting to talk about rings and might go ring shopping and that I wanted to marry Kim. He then asked a very simple question: "Why?" I'm afraid I gave him the wrong, but still true, answer. Let me explain.
My answer was something along the lines of I love being with her. When I am with her, time flies. When I'm away from her, it drags on for an eternity. She's the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing I think about at night. She helps me prioritize my life, goals, to do list and homework. She keeps my head on straight and helps me stay focused on the task at hand (anyone who knows me knows that is a HUGE accomplishment).
All these things are fine, but it's not the reason that I want to marry her. I want to marry Kim because I love her, because she makes me feel like I am complete.
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