Valentines Day 2012

To my Dearest Wife

Valentine’s Day is stupid... or is it? Do I love the holiday or do I think it’s a waste of time. You may never know how I truly feel about that special day but I will tell you this. I know that you love it, and that I love you. Because I love you I want you to feel that special feeling when you read this. This is our third valentine’s day together and our first as a married couple. A lot has changed over the last few years. We started a relationship that you didn't really want. I started having feelings for you and I asked you to be my girlfriend. We had our first valentine’s day and I planned a special day for the both of us. You absolutely loved it and so began our romantic journey.

It wasn't long before we knew that we wanted to get married. I planned an elaborate trip to whisk you away to a tropical island, to give you a ring that you would bring a smile to your face every time to looked at it. After we came back we celebrated with family and friends as we started planning for our big day. We made an amazing team and planned an amazing event that people from far and near would remember. As we were planning our wedding we celebrated our second Valentine’s day together . We both wore red, had a great time with just the two of us. We enjoyed a romantic movie and had delightful dinner. I remember the smile you had on your face when you read the card the same time last year.

We finished our planning and we celebrated our big wedding day. Things didn't go perfect but was still great. We enjoyed ourselves, our friends and family had a great time, and finally we could start spending our lives together. We moved in together and the first few months were an adjustment period. We enjoyed each other’s company but we still got on each other’s nerves. We learned to adjust to our new lives and each other’s needs. We knew we wanted something to call our own though. After a few months we started our search and found the place we now call our home. We loved it the first time we saw it. I still remember how excited we were when we learned that our offer had been accepted. We moved in quickly and started to fill our home with everything we wanted.

As I look back at our time together I remember all the reasons why I love you. I think back to our Valentine ’s Day dates and how beautiful you looked. The times when we could just lay on the couch and watch some TV. The moments when we would turn to each randomly and just say "I love you". The moments when I am excited for the things you have no care for and you tell me to "go have fun". On our wedding day I remember when you were walking down the isle and I had to hold back the tears of joy. When we had our first dance together the room was completely empty and all that mattered was you. Now that we own our own place together you keep doing things that show me how much you love me. I appreciate everything you do for me and how you love me every day.

While you might doubt whether Valentine’s Day really matters to me, there is no denying that I Love you with all my heart. Thank you for making me a very happy man and I want to make you happy too.

Happy Valentine ’s Day

Love your Husband

Moving out

Since I was a child I was always a home body. The idea of going out and exploring the world seemed fun but scary. The comforts of home always felt more safe then to be far away for extended periods of time. When I first went to college I decided it would be a great time to get away from home and dorm. I remember moving in and things just became tough. I had 2 roommates and after a while I got into an argument with one of them. It was so bad that I had to switch out of that room. I wasn't doing well with the adjustment and I started to skip classes, eat to much, and would look forward to the evening when my parents would come home and I could call them. I would come home every weekend and ended up getting a job at my local gamestop. Eventually I just gave up and dropped out of school altogether.

It wasn't until a few years later that I decided to go back to college. This time I went to a community college and drove back home when classes were done. I was in a better state of mind and I had the desire to do well. I worked hard, got great grades and eventually got hired at the hospital I work at now. The one thing that didn't change was my living condition. I always stayed at home with my family and had no desire to move out.

I knew it wouldn't last forever. When my father died it was up to me to start helping out with the bills in the house. If it was up to me I would stay in that house and take it over and raise my family there. I knew that no girl would ever be okay with living with their in-laws and staying there forever. So when I got married Shincy agreed to come live at the house but she said we would move out eventually. That eventually came sooner rather then later. She had a difficult time adjusting to life in my parents house an wanted to move. At first we were looking for houses and things were looking good. We found a few places that we liked but prices were still high in a bad economy. The houses that we looked at were descent but still needed work.

In our hunt for a new house bad news hit. A few days after I told my mother we were planning on moving out Shincy was let go from her job. Whatever it was that we were going to do, we had to do it with a single income. While I do make good enough money, affording a home on long island with only 1 income would be difficult. So we turned our eyes else where and started looking at co-ops. We fell in love with a nice 2 bedroom co-op that was kept in good condition. We negotiated back and forth but eventually were able to settle on a descent price. We were diligent with making sure that all the paperwork was in order but it still took forever to get to our closing date.

Finally in late November we were handed our keys to our first place. Within a week of closing we had gotten our furniture in, set up our utilities and decided to move in. I had grown a lot in my life. When I first started writing this blog I was depressed and not very confident in myself. I am no longer that guy. I transformed myself into a person who believes in himself and ended up with a beautiful wife and owning my first place. Because of that transformation I went through I didn't have a difficult time leaving my parents who I had been living with for over 28 years.

Its been over a month since I moved in and I absolutely love my new place. Even though its not as big as my parents house I feel as if I have more space. In my house I usually just stayed in my room. In the co-ops I have my master bedroom that is huge but I really only use that to change and sleep. Since it has 2 bedrooms I have used the second room as my "man cave" I put my comfortable recliner in there with my 50 inch TV. With that I also have my computer so whenever I want to escape and play some games (which is way to much) I just head over to that room. For Black Friday I went to best buy and bought another 50 inch TV that I put in the living room. So now in the evening when Shincy wants to watch some TV and I want to play some games we have our own space to do our own thing. When we want to spend some time together we snuggle on the couch and watch a movie or our DVR.

Married life is different then when I was single. There are good and bad points of both but I have to say that I am much happier now then I have ever been. I have my beautiful wife, a great place to call my own, and all the stuff that I still enjoy. Shincy will be going back to college to get her degree in Ultrasound soon since the accounting market isn't doing great now. While I don't know what the future holds I am excited to see what is coming up next.