He doesn't bring me flowers anymore...

..... he brings me Big Apple Donuts!! <3 <3 <3

I've known my husband for 9 years now, and been married to him for 3 years and counting. Taking a walk down memory lane made me realize that our love has changed. Matured. Sweetened.

Before, it used to be the standard, texting, talking on the phone which included "you put down the phone, no you put down the phone", can't stand to be apart from each other drama etc. But now it's changed that the only way I can describe it is that it's become sweeter - more mature.

We recently made a huge purchase - a spanking new car. It was a huge decision both financially, mentally, and emotionally. We were made to decide like adults - not be ruled by the car, but be ruled by weighing pros and cons, capabilities, etc. So it took a few weeks of mulling over the idea, trashing out feelings and thoughts, and finally making the decision together. I never knew buying a car would bring out so much closeness in a relationship. Upon closer inspection it wasn't that isolated event that brought us closer, it was just how much we've both changed. How much we've both been put through, how much we have been through that has brought us closer and caused that sweet maturing.

I've gained a new respect for my husband that caused me to fall in love with him all over again. =) Watching how he deals with the everyday things like taking out the trash, remembering that I like roasted chicken wing rice with char siew sauce packed separately, remembering to take my watch to get its battery changed amidst his very packed schedule. And then watching him in the bigger things like analyzing the facts, pros and cons of cars, finances what nots. And then watching him in the biggest of things like striving to stay close to God, spending every ounce of free time and energy with Aly and me, being so patient with Aly, animating Aly's bear just so he could make her chuckle, sacrificing his sleep just because Aly has woken up and is calling him to "go" out for a walk... then watching him stay by my side as we battle through the array of  my irrational emotional outbursts and meltdowns.

I dare say that I love my husband now, more than I've ever in the past. More than when I first had a crush on him, more than the exciting "does he like me, does he not" phase, more than when we started courting, more than when he proposed, more than our wedding day.

So this man who came into my life 9 years ago is a keeper. I will to stay by his side till death doeth us part.

=)

Thank you for the donuts dar.