Last night, while chaperoning my friend on his beer drinking parade which in my opinion is happening all too frequently (His beer drinking i.e) but that is another day's blog. I met a couple. I have seen them together a few years ago. We belonged to the same watering hole. They looked sorta odd. With my 'people watching' experience I kinda assumed she was probably too good for him anyway. Fast forward a few months later, they had a child together. Anyway out of curiosity [tatafoness] I asked them how long they had been together (as I noticed she didn't have a wedding ring on). He replied they had been together for 7 years. Waoh. I had too many questions at once. I mean, 7 years and you can't keep your hands off each other? You have a baby and yet unmarried? You don't even live together? How does this work? How can you even be with someone for 7 years and still love them this much? There is always this voice within me that tells me I couldn't possibly love someone more than a couple of years. Is it different with me or does everyone have such morbid thoughts sometimes.?
They both smiled. The lady seemed feisty and the guy rugged yet gentle with her. He said simply. ''I love her....she is my life....I love her''. She on the other hand was brutally honest ''there are times when I want to kill him, when he is really pissing me off.'' I urged her to go on ''There are times when I don't even see him for weeks, but in all of this I have come to realize that love is not a feeling. For me, it is a decision. I have decided that this is the man I want to be with and stick with through thick and thin''. It made me have other ideas. My mind drifted off to people I decided NOT to love and people I chose to love. Then I looked at my friend beside me and thought if love is a decision then I have decided NOT to love this man.