Today is a very special day for me - hubby and I are celebrating our first wedding anniversary. My health dictates that we won't be going out to mark the occasion, not tonight anyway. Instead we’ll be celebrating in a few weeks time (health or no health!) DH is taking me to London to see Patrick Swayze in the West-end musical Guys and Dolls! I’ll post more on Patrick Swayze another time, because I think he deserves a post of his own.
However, I digress; let me get back to my real life hero. To be truthful, I am still stunned when I think about how lucky I am. It’s amazing that DH and I ever found each other, let alone that we were both brave enough to believe in what we have, and marry. Without divulging too much info, ours isn’t the first relationship I’ve ever taken a chance on. I’ve been ‘in love’ before, as has DH, but I have the emotional scars to prove it.
This is what makes my DH even more special. He’s had to work harder than most would be willing to do. I believe in happy ever after – in fiction. I’m a romance writer for goodness’ sake, so of course I do. But in real life? That’s a whole other story.
DH has changed all that. A year ago, I took a deep breath and threw myself into our marriage. And you know what? I finally believe there can be a happy ever after in real life too.
Nothing about our relationship has ever been conventional. When I think about the problems we’ve had to overcome in our first few years together, it’s a miracle we’ve survived.
Very slowly, things are settling down, and our relationship is going from strength to strength. The great news is a year on, and our honeymoon is only just beginning!
I’m now lucky enough to be living the life I’ve always dreamed of: Happy ever after with the man of my dreams.