The random thoughts of an architect-turned- lawyer from the deep south living in Washington, DC...

Monday, January 08, 2007

I see trees of green, red roses too

Wow. Where to begin? I am having a bit of a blog struggle here. For some strange reason, I feel as if I owe you an explanation...that I should elaborate on my London trip. At the same time, a part of me wants to keep it all to myself. (Well, not completely because I have had multiple dinners and drink-nights since my return and re-hashed it all.) Nevertheless, some form of writer's block seems to be keeping me from divulging all of the details of my time with Ben. Perhaps it is for the best. I may just be selfish and keep it all so that I can relive my moments in private.

I will tell you this: I am one lucky gal. I have found myself one downright amazing man. Aside from the fact that he loves to cook and clean (which are obvious benefits) he adores me and he wants to do whatever he possibly can to make this work. The reality of the relationship began to set in on this trip and a couple of disagreements arose. I got really upset at how he handled a disagreement one day and he came back with "I thought a lot about it and realized I was being a real ass. I am sorry, I should not have treated you that way. Please forgive me." I am pretty sure that is the first time I have ever heard those words from a man's mouth especially with such sincerity. We got through everything and had some great moments in the process. We talked about things, got to know each other even better, and most importantly: we danced. We danced almost every single day. As Ben held me tight and sang along with Louis Armstrong softly in my ear, I realized how truly wonderful this world is.