Dear readers, today marks ten years since Mr VP and I met and realised – very, very quickly – that we would be together for the long haul. I still find it such a strange concept that we’ve spent over a third of my life (and almost a third of his) together. There is such love here, that I find it hard to put into words what life has been like since Mr VP and I got together. I can’t explain how I love his hands and his gentle touch and what a kind soul he is. Nor can I explain how much he means to me, but he does.
I can honestly say that it has taken me all of this time to really appreciate and understand the gifts that I have been given in this relationship. I took it all rather for granted for a long time and I assumed, foolishly and naively, that I could take such grand liberties with its flexibility and yet still trust that it would always be there. In my case, we have remained strong because of our joint enduring love for one another. But now that I am older, I really appreciate and understand what I have got and what I have found in the person who shows his love for me in so many selfless, daily ways. I now realise that it takes work and togetherness and a whole lot of love. A whole lot of knowing that whilst you might not always feel grand romantic overtures when your beloved irritates the hell out of you, you love them so much more than you’re irritated at them. When I have moments of crushing doubt or panic, I know that I can talk to him about it. And when I wonder what on earth I am going to do with my life, in those moments when I feel a morass of contradictions and my life-compass, my trusty Admiral Boom-esq weathervane spins in circles and never fixes itself on one point, I know that I will have a safe port in the storm to which I can return, whatever condition I may be in.
This summer, I have realised that love is never more shown than when you really need that person and depend on them. There are people out there for whom being relied-upon is a real issue and it causes rifts in relationships and friendships alike. But being unwell has demonstrated the lengths that Mr VP will go to to help me, look after me and love me even more. It has made me want to be better so that, should he ever need the same thing, I would be able to equal that level of love and dedication. We’re not a perfect couple, but we’re a couple invested in a future together which is full of love. A couple that has survived a lot of very low points and has always managed to reach a place of understanding and love. We are the couple who finishes each other’s sentences and often have the exact same thought at the same time. We know one another inside and out and that familiarity is wonderfully reassuring. I can’t predict the future (oh how I would have both marvelled and laughed at some of the things we’ve accomplished/done in our ten years had I been in possession of a working crystal ball!) but I can say that I know we’re stronger now than we were and that we are hopefully both better people for us being together. And, dear blog readers, I love him very much indeed.