My best friend
Written on 10:17 AM by Moobells
I had a rewarding time chatting with MooCow yesterday. Since we got married, yesterday was the third time we dated each other. Officially just the "US" time. It was great. We had been trying really hard to guard and keep our once-a-week date sessions. Sounds easy?? It's can be rather difficult to maintain that dating time after we were announced as MR and MRS MooCow. For the simple reason that now we got to take care of 2 families instead of 1 and we seem to run into more social commitments here and there and more errands running. I ran into KK and his gf yesterday who were planning to get married this Sept and he was surprised that we needed to find time to talk...
"Dun you talk to each other every day?"
"Yes, we do. But we dun communicate..."
By communicating, I meant is talking solely about each other feelings and thoughts instead of running through daily issues, family matters etc. It should be a dedicated time just for two of you... a 2 hour session over dinner or coffee will be lovely. Well, things had not been great lately for Moi since demise of BB. I was struggling and had been depressed very much lately and simple things like how we handled BB's treatment (before his death), his death arrangement were all hot sparks of ignition, basically due to our family upbringing and values. The different values and way of handling such situations. He sees nothing wrong with his way while I see nothing wrong with mine and so sparks flew and it was emotional.
It's amazing how couples forget easily their best friend's role after they got married. I begin to find MooCow more and more like my husband and less and less as my best friend. He was so brought down by the daily stuff that he does not have the "mood" and "time" to be my best friend anymore. And so a gentle reminder over our date session yesterday was necessary. I needed very much to talk to my best friend and not my husband. I miss my dear dear friend, the dear dear friend who gave me all sorts of advice or sharing, the dear dear friend who supports and encourages me in all situations, the dear dear friend who never fails to lend me his shoulder to cry on....
For those who knew, MooCow started out as my buddy before we got attached so this was the very part that I cherish and love about him. And it's amazing how's the daily chore of keeping marriage life had make us all forgotten about it.
I was happy to drink ice cold beer with my dear friend, to stroll and chat at the park with my dear friend yesterday and we made a date together to celebrate valentine day together not as husband and wife but as dear friends.
Thanks MooCow for being my best friend. Cheers to our everlasting friendship.
