I accuse you for being perfect for me... (Artist...Jaron and the Long Road to Love)
And a long road to love it has been.
My gramma always told me that good things come to those who wait.
I waited. And waited. And waited.
And grew sad, and lonely, but still happy as I watched some of my closest friends find love.
I self-destructed. I put myself down. There was a lot of blame, a lot of hate. A lot of awkwardness finding my way. A lot of loss.
But in an unexpected way....in a time when I found my footing, my true friends, my dream job, my own place, just four days before my 25th birthday, the long road to love wasn't so long anymore.
I have found the man that is perfect for me. His actions, his looks, his sweetness, his intelligence, his thoughtfulness, his acceptance, his loyalty, his generosity, his sharing of his life with me. And then he said...I love you. And it was in that moment that I accused him, yes accused him, for being perfect for me. And I have not looked back.
So on this sunny April spring day, despite any negative things that I may think about myself, or think about this week, I go to him, my favorite person, who looks past all the negative, and brings into my life as much positive as I could ask for.
What a lucky, lucky, girl. If my gramma could only see me now....
