Jared and I are really working on our communication skills right now. It seems that as we try and make adjustments in our relationship that comes with re-working every part of our relationship and communication is the biggest for us. I see this as a good thing, I think it's healthy to always be working toward something in a relationship.
My thought was that it's funny howI feel our communication could improve now, but 4 1/2 years ago we barely communicated with words. We spoke, but our actions showed so much more love than our words. That was more than enough then and I get that relationships grow and need to become deeper, but at the time Jared's hand in mine made me smile for weeks.
Do you remember the feeling I'm describing below?
Jared and I had only known each other for a few weeks. We were both incredibly shy. I was so quiet when we first met because I wanted to observe everything about him. I'd never dated a man before. He owned 2 houses, drove a nice car, had a wonderful job and had everything in his life put in place. I was still in college, drove a beat up green corolla and was living at home. I really was intimidated by him and was fascinated that he was interested in little old me. I remember walking into his house with my friends that night and looking at how handsome Jared was. I remember whispering to my friend, "he's really hot" and getting a bit giddy. When we were alone for the first time we were watching a movie. I couldn't for the life of me tell you which movie that was, because I was so focused on what Jared was doing. How close was he sitting to me? Did he get closer? What's he doing with his hand? What's he thinking? Am I breathing to loud? Did I just laugh out of my nose? Well I remember seeing his hand move toward me. It felt like slow motion and he placed it on my thigh. I immediately started to sweat and my heart got loud. I moved my hand closer, but waited for him to grab mine. He did. That was it and I was head over heels. For the next week that was all I could talk about. Jared and I probably didn't talk for 2 days after that and I still had a giant smile plastered on my face until the next time I saw him.
Isn't it funny how as relationships grow we require more? I feel like even though we've grown together, been married and have a life together now that I need to remind myself every time he holds my hand to make it as special as the first time.
Do you feel like you take you need to appreciate your partners gestures more?
