No one is going to see this... but oh well.
This isn't flashy, it's not going to make an amazing Hollywood movie.
The moment I KNEW I was going to ask her to marry me, was the moment I accepted that I could live without her. I just didn't want to. It was that moment that I recognized being with her was a mutual choice, not a dependency. I had the self-awareness to know I could lead a happy life. But s**t, this woman made everything happier.
I am one of the most genuinely lucky people, I know. I am not the wealthiest, best looking, or most popular. But I deeply, deeply love my wife. She is, the center of my universe. It's not because she's given me this Hollywood fairy-tale of what marriage is " supposed to be like". It's because she's given me something real, something tangible, and something I can fight for. Through the ups and downs, the arguments and laughter, the sickness and health - I realize that I may not always like her, but I deeply love her. And that love is not based on ONE thing, but all things. And it's amazing when you see the woman you love day after day, year after year, and you just keep seeing the same person you first met.
I s**t you not. Every single day, I have THIS revelation. No matter how amazing or frustrating of a day I have. Every day I would ask her to marry me and every day I would marry her again.
Wife - if you ever read this. Here is another confession I make before reddit. The internet is forever.
As is my love for you.
- Update just because - tonight I went home and hugged my wife. And I held on as long as she let me. She smiled, swatted my butt and said "good game!" Then she started humming while holding our kid. Humming is how my wife expresses a moment of bliss. To all the people that took the time to read my post. To those kind enough to comment. I humbly offer you my deepest thanks. You, people of Reddit, gave my wife some happiness today. You own that. You made my day. Thank you.