Reading a few threads this morning has just got me thinking about love, and how we hold onto it.
I'm not perfect by a loooong stretch. I'm short, stubby, stubborn and tenacious. I'm autistic. I have a few health conditions that limit my life in certain ways. I struggle with my mental health. I struggle socially. I'm blunt.
My DH is awkward, obsessive about certain things, messy, forgetful (has ADHD, so not his fault) and is an alcoholic in recovery. He sometimes loses sight of what's important because he gets whipped up in events.
Many of these traits in either of us would result in a LTB if we spoke about them on here.
I love him. I couldn't be without him. And I know he feels that same about me. Even when he's not here, and he WFH a lot, we are texting each other little snippets of things, or jokes or things we think the other one will like. We communicate so well, especially about the children, and we are a real team. We take care every day to make our home and loving and safe place. We work at it. Our children are happy.
We know neither of us is perfect, but who is?
I wonder if we just have lower standards or if, in real life, not MN forum life, everybody is just a bit messy and muddling through.