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My House, Our Home

October 30, 2008

The Husband and I rent.  We wish to buy, and we shall.  You know, when the words economic crisis aren’t being thrown around with reckless abandon.  When it happens, it will be so exciting!  I love the thought of a picture of us in front of a SOLD sign, smiling like little kids at Christmas. 

But wait… Deja vu.  Oh yeah.  I’ve done that before.

The Wolf and I had a house.  The process wasn’t really exciting.  There was a picture, but it wasn’t a picture of a loving couple embarking on a new journey together.  It was two people in front of a sign, in front of a building that they would live in.  Together, yet separate.  The house was purchased because it seemed like it would make things better, bring us closer together.  But things only got worse.

It will be completely different when The Husband and I have a house — it will be a home.  We will be entering that home as a team, a unit.  A couple.  A family.

So it will be better, because it will be right.  The right person, the right time, the right place.  What a difference that will make.

Still… It would have been nice to not have any memories of a previous experience.  Even things learned the first time around don’t seem to matter because it was all wrapped in something so wrong, so ill-advised, any hope of the education being beneficial is pretty much lost.

Imagine how much nicer the process would be if there was nothing to compare it to.  How much more special it would be if the first home I’d bought was with The Husband.

Are you catching what I’m throwing?  For those who don’t enjoy a good analogy, I’ll speak slowly.  The house is like s e x.  Moral of the story: it’s better to wait.

You can give pieces of yourself away to anyone, thinking it’s the next logical step or that it will bring you closer together.  It won’t.  You might get a false sense of security at first, but that facade can only last for so long.  Eventually, because it isn’t the right person, the right time, the right place, it will just magnify everything that is wrong.

That’s not to say that the right experience will be any less exciting (and many other positive adjectives), but you’d never have to wonder if what you’ve brought in from your past has somehow colored the present.  You’d never compare.  And the other person won’t have to wonder either.  It’s all about the two of you, and nobody else.

That’s the way it was meant to be.

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. soundsliketomatoes permalink
    October 30, 2008 11:39 am

    Thou art tagged. I anxiously await your post!

  2. November 1, 2008 12:54 am

    ok. i loved this post. a lot. for serious.

    i may have likely even possibly appreciated your analogy and the usage of the word (whispers) s.e.x..

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