Forever in the Madness

Tonight I sit here being thankful for the man that I have supporting me. He is faithful, kind, loving, and he tests me just enough to almost make me break. Every test I grow more and more into the woman I have told him I am trying to be.

There is a really dark understanding of love anymore and I am just very glad that I ended up with someone who has an old soul like myself. Today it is hard to find someone who will stay faithful even when the flare between you isn't as bright as it use to be.

Over the past 3 years the medicine I have taken has taken its tole on my body and even then he still sees me as the same beautiful, sexy, amazing woman that he fell for. He is patient with me through the weeks that I am pushed so hard I can barely keep my eyes open long enough to tell him I love him.

I see with alot of the females I work with, with more so of the ladies on my social network where they don't have this precious gift. Where they are used as a toy of the night, or they are put on the back burner in their relationship because life got too hard for either of them to take a step back and think about what they could do to spark a feeling of being special in their spouse. It's saddening. Not even 100 years just the idea of even just courting someone had such high expectations and standards that it was taken as serious as deciding to buy a car. Now in this century everything is replaceable; don't like the house your in? Get a new one. Hate your car? Get a new one? Don't get along with your pet? Get a new one. Don't feel anything for your partner? Get a new one. If people spent half the time they do on looking for the next upgrade of everything, on fixing what they already have, they would have enough time left to customize the thing they thought needed replacing. Here's to the hard times.