The 12th December 2003 was the day me and Hubbie met, I use the word met loosely as we actually worked together so we had obviously already met but this was the date we got chatting and decided that we kinda actually liked each other. It was our office Christmas party, such a cliche I know.
Pre Children, we used to celebrate the 12th of every month (any excuse) but now obviously with our girls being so young we don’t get the opportunity to get out as much. We were in two minds yesterday if we should go out or not, the weather was horrible, we couldn’t really afford it, so many excuses, but we decided to make an effort and spend the evening together, just us – I am so pleased we did.
Me and my Hubbie were so different, if we both wrote a profile for online dating I am pretty sure we would not be matched together. He liked country life I liked city life, he liked cosy quiet pubs and I liked noisy clubs, he loves the great outdoors and I used to cry if I got my hair wet. We were like chalk and cheese…..but somehow it works and 12 years on, 2 kids later, here we are.
Our lifestyles have merged so much and we have found a happy compromise. We compliment each other, he calms me down and makes me a kinder more patient person whereas I have made him more positive and more sociable and taught him not to sweat the small the stuff.
We are not perfect, like most couples we can argue, fall out, disagree but hand on heart, I can honestly say he is my best friend, I count on him, trust him and feel confident that he has got my back. It’s nice to know that on this rollercoaster called life, he is holding my hand.