I’ve had two marriages. And two honeymoons. Technically. The first one was just overnight. The second one, 3 nights. So the length of time already makes this current honeymoon different.
It’s been months and I’m still in the honeymoon phase when you pinch yourself to make yourself believe this is real and you’re not dreaming a happy ending. When every time he opens his mouth I could listen to him talk all day and it makes me remember why I fell in love with him in the first place .
And even when he does something I disagree with, I don’t get mad at him but I just think it makes him human. Somehow his imperfections just make me admire him more.
There is one other thing—that makes this honeymoon a little different from the others.
This time I’m also bonkers over his wife.