I was glancing over my blog and I read back through my post on what past relationships can teach you. It's amazing that I was talking about the Lord preparing me for someone because all of the sudden, someone has come into my life. I've never really understood the quote "We make plans and God laughs". That was until I had Paul fall into my life. Okay fall isn't really the word I'm looking for because I knew and hung out with Paul a full month before we started dating. But let me back up and explain why Paul coming into my life was such a surprise.
When I started school this September I had made a two part pact with myself:
1) No Boys till graduation
2) Suppressing my need to make a million friends at school.
I wanted to REALLY focus on school and get good grades. I needed to be successful in school (and I promise at some point I will talk about how amazing school is!) But I felt like I needed to make a change in my constant need for a social life. Granted I ended up making some really good friends for a study group, but luckily they are good friends who encourage me to work hard and keep my grades up
What I wasn't expecting was Paul. It started out so simple, just study friends. Then my roommates and I planned a triple date to a haunted house, and since I really didn't have very many great single guys in my life I figured "What the heck? Paul is a cool kid and we'll have a great time." I had no idea what I was in for.
Paul and I have been dating for a month and I already feel so....different. I mentioned in my post how I've been in love twice and really, just being with Paul makes those two "loves" completley null and void. I mean don't misunderstand me here, I'm not saying Paul is the one, or that I'm in love with him. We're just taking it a day at a time, but what we have already been in this a month is so much...more than I ever thought possible. Love songs on the radio sound different to me. Chick flicks have a whole different meaning. I can't even think of a way to put it. Our relationship is uncomplicated, it's fun, it's romantic, it's sweet. It's everything any girl really wants in a relationship.
I look back at the past relationships I've experienced and they were all full of doubt and frustration and confusion and there is NONE of that when it comes to Paul and I. I can mention things about having an upset stomach and the need to fart and he just laughs and tells me a story about how his mom once ate fat free pringles and farted up a storm. He wants to meet my family, he wants me to meet his family. He says goodnight to me every night. He just lets me be me. I don't think I've ever been so free in a relationship before. He and I disagree on A LOT of things but it never bugs us because we just realize that we compliment each other.
He doesn't mind I ADORE bacon (he's a vegetarian) or that I love weird decorations and hate decorating the Christmas tree. I don't mind that he's a better cook than I am and enjoys reading far more than conversation sometimes. It just...works.
I'm happy and I'm reminded of a post my dear, dear Mandi made once on her blog. It shall be the QOTD. She wrote it about me and it something I fondly remember nearly every day. I'm paraphrasing, I can't remember it all and she's deleted the post from her blog.
"I don't know who he is, but I promise he will be amazing. I don't know what the future holds for you, but knowing you....it will be an adventure."