Loving A Lady: The One Year Recap

I have heard it mention that my father thinks I share too much information on Facebook.  Lord...I wonder if he reads my blog! 

I have been mulling over a post now for several weeks.  And yet I have hesitated, bc really...the only people who love sappy, mushy, sugar-sweet confessions of love are those people who are currently wrapped up in a sappy, mushy, sugar-sweet confection of love themselves. 

But...it has to happen.

For no other reason than my brain may explode if I keep things inside of it.  I have no proof of this, since I have never actually kept anything inside of it for an extended period of time...

However, this month marks the year where my life changed.  This month, a year ago, I fell in love with Heather.  Can you believe it has been a year already?

What I want to say is that not a day goes by that I am not reminded of how amazing life can be.  I think for a very long time I believed that love, the way I dreamt of it when I was little, they way I hoped for it when I was growing up...well, for a long time...I had given up on believing in it.  I had resigned myself to what I thought was "real love".  I had come to the conclusion that, okay...you find someone you are fine with, that you get a long with, can stand...and you make it work.  That the Disney idea of love was a crock.  And while I am still waiting for the Disney release of "Jasmine & Belle: The Real L Word"...

I now know that the good stuff is out there.  And I have found it. 

Heather makes me a better person every day.  She loves me.  She supports me.  She puts up with my mood swings and my tears.  She forgives me when I play to rough and hit her in the head with objects (on accident).  She makes me feel beautiful.  She makes me feel like I can do anything.  She makes me feel like my future is limitless.  I know that if I really wanted something, she would find a way to get it. She loves my family.  She loves my dog.  She loves me.  And of course it's not all sunshine and roses....but it doesn't have to be to be the most amazing experience of my life. 

I was laying there in bed thinking last night about love.  We meet thousands and thousands of people in our lives.  And do I believe that there is only ONE person for each of us.  I don't know.  Certainly we can find people in our lives that we love and connect with.  But I would like to think that of all the things that make us unique, that there is another person out their with all of their own uniqueness...and if you are lucky enough, or fate, or destiny, or life gets you to that other person...

There is a lock.  And then your story begins.

Heather doesn't read my blog....so I am not writing this for her benefit.  But I couldn't let a year go by without something said to you guys...my peeps. 

I remember before we really decided to go for it, Heather asked me:

"Are you sure you know what you are getting into?" 

She wanted to make sure I was prepared for the social aspect of it, the family aspect of it, how being with a girl would affect my life.  Well shoot, I wasn't worried about the judgment part.  I was the 327 pound woman prancing around on the beach in a swimsuit...or the 17 year old girl dancing in a damn uni-tartd at 275 pounds on the basketball court...public judgment about what "should" be was never a concern. 

What I wasn't prepared for was the amount of love I would feel.  It's a powerful thing. And I cannot wait to see where this next year takes us...or the next 10....the next 50.

You see this picture?  This is one of my favorites.  We were tanning by my sisters pool and ended up taking about 400 shots with our iphone of us just laughing and playing around.  This picture sums up how I feel everyday. 

I likes it.

So there.  It's over with.  Did you PB just a smidge?  I apologize. 

But did you want my brain to explode?  No.

I didn't think so!