Friday, May 07, 2010

Living with someone you love...

someone who loves you, actually, is something that softens all the rough edges in your life. Work piles on, sometimes exceeding your capacity for work, sometimes seeping into your weekends, but never actually pushing you to that point of utter irritation where you start hating it.

It's all so different coming home to P than to an empty house. It's all so different when someone wants to hear your stories, mundane as they may be. It's all so .... new and refreshing from the life I had before.

God, if I haven't said thanks enough, here - I'm saying them right now. Thanks!

5 comments:

orangepatch said...

Aw Sudha :)

This is so sweet. Really happy for you guys! :)

unpredictable said...

Aww patet!!! Thanks :) I hear you're having tons of fun in Vienna :)

Penguin said...

Awwww :-)

Andrea said...

Agree. :) It also gives you the freedom of being antsy and tired, even moody, and there is acceptance and no judgement. Or a shoulder to cry when you need to off load... Or someone to laugh with about the problems and emerge feeling refreshed.

The Silent Aella said...

So is the reason for your long absence :)

Beautiful post!

Rajee