Years ago, after the first date I had with my husband, I remember waking up the next day and feeling like colors were brighter, things were clearer. (Seriously! I did!! ) I fell in love with him almost instantly after that first date. We had that "honeymoon" high for a few months and then, it wore off. Now this also coincided with a SAD time of year (seasonal affective disorder) so that probably had something to do with it too. I remember speaking to one of my friends and saying, "He is not the universal remedy. He can't cure me". I still felt insecure, worried, down. The walls that my past and present had built around me were still standing strong and firm. He did help break them down to get to the real me. I have no idea how he had the patience and time to do that.
My husband can be the most helpful, understanding, loving person, and then, sometimes he can't. Yep, usually it's my fault when he is the opposite. I realized long ago he can't cure me. He is sometimes like one of the pills I take... helps for a long time, but then we have our struggles. I just hope he will always be my pill because most of the time the pill helps and works.
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