You know how they tell you that when you get married, you want to marry your best friend? They say you should choose that special person whom you can talk with and be yourself with. The person that you would want to be with over everyone else. The one who really gets you.
Well, that’s who I picked those three years ago when I said my I do’s. But sometimes I forget that that he’s my best friend. We get busy working and cleaning the house and watching the baby. Our down time is usually spent trying to unwind from a long day while juggling the needs of our seven month old. Quiet time is limited and is usually only found during dinner and for the hour or two that is left before bed.
Over the past several days, however, I had a chance to remember why it is so important to be with your best friend. My sweet husband took the week off from work so that he could get things done around the house. And since I work from home, this means that we have been, quite literally, side by side for an entire week.
As most of you know, spending a lot of time together can either make or break a relationship. It’s often easy to get along and have fun when you’re together for one night or for a short trip. But together 24/7 for an entire week? That can be seen by some as a test.
I’m happy to say that it’s a test we passed with flying colors. When we were home, the CPA played with Henry while I worked. And when we weren’t at home, we ate at restaurants and we visited the DC Zoo and we went to museums and we talked and then we talked some more. We cuddled in bed on Sunday while the baby was asleep and we took time to just enjoy each other’s company. We did all the things that we used to do before Henry was here but this time they were even better because he IS here.
Somewhere in the middle of all this time together, it occured to me that the reason we can do these things is because we are friends, best friends. I don’t have to pretend to be someone I’m not when I’m with him. I can go without makeup and even walk around naked (post-baby body and everything) and he still loves me. I can get in my weird moods where I laugh at the silliest things or I can even get grumpy and feel like ignoring the world (this happens rarely, thankfully).
And through it all, he gets me. He loves me, he wants to be with me, and he understands me. It makes me realize how glad I am that that I listened to them, whoever “they” are, when they told me to pick my best friend and marry him. Because he is and I did and I can’t imagine life any other way.
Tabitha & The CPA = BFF (that’s Best Friends Forever, for those of you who do not speak “teenager”)
Have you found your best friend? What makes him/her your BFF?