Two years

So its been two years that Troy and I have been together today is our anniversary sort of.(more or less) I think back two years doesn't seem that long ago and in other ways it seems like a life time ago. I look back and go over things because I am a sap like that. I look at the emails we sent, I think about our first “date” at the Outback I think about the first time he cooked me diner. The first time I was at his house I'm not sure who was more nervous he or me? I think about how we almost ended before we started with his move, how hard of a choice it was for me to move. I think about how hard I am to love sometimes, how I want everything my way and I can be very passive aggressive. I want things my way. I also can be very needy in a relationship I want attention a lot, I want to know I'm needed and loved. For someone to deal with this on a daily ongoing basis and not go insane must be a very special person. Then there is my other issues, my family who are not always the most supportive people in the universe, my kids who I share with my ex-husband, my ex-husband who is not entirely over me and tries to be a pain, my health which is never good and at times scary terrible. The person to love me but also to deal with all of this has to be incredible and he is. I do get upset with him occasionally and he's not perfect but I don't want perfect. I wanted real and I wanted a partner and I found that. He makes me laugh and smile. He makes me look forward to the future. He makes me happy and above all else he loves me.