About a month and a half ago (almost two months ago now), I went to the Seattle LDS Temple with the people I go to church with for the branch temple day. On the way up, I rode up with a couple of the leaders and one of the girls who recently starting coming to the branch. We somehow got onto the subject of relationships and the lady in the couple who owned the truck we were going to the temple in said that she and her husband never argue because "there's nothing to argue about." I can remember thinking at the time that I want a marriage like that -- one where I wouldn't argue with my husband. At least not have serious arguments with. And I'm pretty darn sure I've found that guy.
Jack and I argue, sure, but it's always over something that doesn't really matter in the long run. We agree on the stuff that matters the most. What are we arguing about? Stuff like whether or not he's good at solving the Rubik's cube/any other cube he has (he's amazing at this, don't let him fool you) or whether or not I can sing well (I don't think I can but he claims I can). In the end, that stuff doesn't matter. Some of the things we are agreeing on is stuff like how soon is too soon to get engaged, how ridiculously priced engagement rings are (I've unintentionally run across an $10,000 ring... Yikes), what life is most likely going to be like after getting married (oh boy on some of the conversations we've had about that).
What amazes me is that how easy I find it to tell him things. I don't run into too many people that I can talk to all day long and never get sick of them. Jack and I text all day and talk in the evenings until one of us (usually him) is tired enough to go to bed. And I don't mind telling him everything that's going on in my day. When most people ask what I'm up to, I try to give a somewhat vague answer. With Jack, I'm more specific on what I've filled my day with. I don't know why; I just am. I'm one of those people that has a harder time admitting to when I'm upset/need to talk about something because it's bothering me or whatever but it's so easy going to Jack and talking about whatever the problem is. Right before we got together, I was upset about something and wasn't really intending on telling anyone the problem. However, I was texting Jack at the time when I had gotten upset and because of him being himself, it prevented the worst of what could have been from happening and he got me to smile again without even knowing there was a problem on my end (and yes, I told him after about the whole being upset thing).
Jack is nothing short of an amazing guy. He's always a happy person and I can't help but be happy when I'm talking to him. I don't think words like "sad" exist in his dictionary. One text from him can make a bad day into an amazing one. He's always sending me the cutest texts that put the biggest smiles on my face, even if it's just a simple "Good morning, beautiful" text sent when he wakes up in the morning. Texts like that are sure to make anyone's day absolutely amazing. There have been plenty of times where I can't help but wonder how I got to be with someone as wonderful as Jack and I can't help but be grateful that I do have him in my life. My life has been so much better ever since he became part of it.