
I've been having a rough week. Mostly, the cause of it was that Jon and I were disagreeing on something, and we were both upset. Jon and I never fight, because Jon just doesn't fight. And we weren't even mad at each other, we just weren't agreeing on a pretty big decision. It was only a day, but it was one of the worst I've had recently. We both cried, and tried to talk it out, but nothing was working.
The next day, Jon came up with a different idea, which happened to all work out, and we were happy again. But I've been thinking about it a lot.
I like to think I'm a pretty good wife. I doubt my motherly abilities sometimes, but marriage comes easy. This is mostly because Jon is such a good husband. He is so nice to me. He is my best friend, he loves me just the way I am, but he also inspires me to be better. Not because he wants me to be better, but that I want, more than anything, to be with him forever. I'm so lucky and grateful to have him, and I just wanted to publicly state that.
I've been pretty emotional ever since, and kind of clingy, but Jon has just been so nice. I've been having a kind of possessiveness about him and last night I even said something like I kind of wanted to eat him up, so I wouldn't have to share him, and he wasn't even creeped out. That's how I know he loves me back.