Entry 818- One Month Anniversary!

Rob and I have officially been together for one month and three days!  Well, three days as of around midnight tonight, but still.

I don’t know how he does it.  I really don’t.  And I’m not even sure I’d want to, because that might ruin something about it.

I know, I’m not making any sense.  I don’t even know how to make this make sense.  Okay, I’m gonna try.  Have you ever just had the feeling that you’re going along in life, searching for something?  You know, not even consciously.  Just, in the back of your mind, looking for something, and you know that you’ll know when you’ve found it.  And you always know when things have fallen short and you’re sitting there thinking, "Nope.  This isn’t it.  Again."

But then something comes along that reminds you of what you’re looking for, brings it to the forefront of your mind.  Maybe it’s a song, maybe it’s a movie line, or maybe it’s something completely different.  For me, it was a song line.  I believe it’s U2, singing, "And I still haven’t found what I’m looking for . . ."

Rob and I had gone to Union Beach to the outdoor rink last night and were skating around for awhile.  He’s gotten a lot better.  Well, though we decided not to, I had suggested going ice skating the following day.  So he said he wanted to stop at Taregt and pick up elbow/knee pads.  (I seriously don’t know how he wears those things, but anyway.)

On the way to Target, I turned the radio station and we heard that U2 song I mentioned up there.  And I realized that . . . Maybe I truly have this time.  He’s absolutely wonderful.  And he has this . . . sincerity and innocence about him that just . . . makes you believe every word he says.  It’s like . . .  It’s like, when he says something, you know that he means it.  There’s no guess of if he as an underlying meaning or insult, or sarcastic remark or anything.  He’s just that honest and innocent.  And that is such an incredibly refreshing thing for me.  I love that.  Because everyone else I’ve ever met, I’ve wondered about the sincerity of their words.  To varying degrees, of course, but still.  Everyone as they grow up seems unable to keep underlying tones or messages from their speech.  Yet Rob has.  And I don’t know how he did it.

I don’t think I want to know, either.  I just hope that he’s able to keep that sense of sincerity and innocence.