And then there was love.

I have fallen in love. Yes, I have. And the best thing about it was that there was no dilly dallying (?), no second guesses, no hesitations. I just knew. How, you may ask. Well, read the prior sentences. Yeap. It was thunderbolt. It was magic. It was smoke in my eyes.

But what really clinched the deal was the sudden urge to reproduce with the said person. I have never been a broody sort of girl. I was always the one among family and friends who was thought of as most likely to remain single and child-free. I have entertained the thought of baggage-free lifestyle right into my old age for the longest time. So when i suddenly realised that i could see my unborn children in his eyes, it could only be love. love. love.

So, at the risk of nauseating everyone, I must sing a few praises of the object of my love and lust. A kind heart, love of family, loves his mum and sisters, is a bit of a feminist. And can cook,REALLY cook. Is easy on the eyes. He also totally gets that i have lupus. Its not easy for a girl with lupus to find love, as many have discovered.

So there you have: The cynic is in loooove. Complete with mushy status updates on facebook and my profile now proudly declares "in a relationship".

Bottomline: I feel incredibly lucky and blessed.

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