I've Got What I Always Wanted
I had forgotten all about this, actually. I remember being a young adult and watching my parents interact. They were really in love. Of course, they didn't have a perfect life or a perfect relationship, but they were really in love. They disagreed on a lot of things, mostly politics, but they were in love. I remember one lazy Sunday afternoon when we were all reading in our living room at the same time. Whenever I would look up, it would seem that I would catch my parents looking at each other. It was just true love. Contentment. Peace. Satisfaction. Comfort. Deep and enduring love, but also giggly first love excitement. Hard to explain that look, but they just looked at each other with love. I remember thinking that if I were to find a partner who looked at me that way, I would really have succeeded in life. That was going to be my measure of success. Well, time passed, and I got busy with all the trappings of what is supposed to be a successful life. Big house