Love and marriage

. . . go together like a horse and carriage. My parents never let me watch that show. They thought it was too risqué for my young eyes.

V left for the DMV last night. We won't reunite until December 31. I miss him so much already. I cried . . . a lot. I think it's the pregnancy hormones. I cry a lot in general but lately I've been a lot better. I only cry when I'm really sad or scared which only happens like every other week as opposed to every other day but today I felt an immense sadness. He's left before and I don't miss him as much but today I do.  He makes me very happy. So much so it used to upset me. I hated that my happiness was dependent on someone else, but then I realized he makes a better person and I like who I am when I'm with him and he's taught me so much so I'm happy because I like who I've become because of him. We work well together. Being married is a lot of work. We have learned to compromise and we always take each other's thoughts and opinions into consideration before making a decision. Loving him however is effortless. We are equals. Partners in crime! I think being pregnant has made me realize what a better wife and person I want to be.  I feel much more at peace now and a lot more calm if that makes sense.  I can't wait to see him. I'll be 30 weeks then and we'll start our new year together. 2014 will be a much better year. I feel it!

Some of my favorite couple pics . . . taken here, Tangier, Barcelona, Athens and Cairo