Did I Marry The Right Person?

I think that's the difference between infatuation and love. In the beginning, your blood races at the thought of being with that person. You obsess over everything they've said or done with you and you can't wait to hear their voice. This is not love. It's infatuation. And for some it lasts a long time, for others only a little while. Then the newness wears off and your relationship becomes for of a friendship or a partnership. Yes, there are times where you just want them to go away, but you always want them to come back. That's love; when things they might do or say drive you crazy, but you can't imagine being without them. They might lose their hair, gain some weight, not be as beautiful, or they might snore or forget to pick their dirty laundry up off the floor. But you want to be with them anyway. That's how I feel about my husband. My blood doesn't sing anymore (at least not all the time) when he's near. I don't tingly at the sound of his voice anymore. And it drives me absolutely nuts when I tell him something three times and he still acts like it's the first time I've mentioned it when it finally dawns on him that I needed him to help me with something...but I honestly can't imagine being with anyone else and at the end of the day I'm glad we're together. That's love.