An Alternate Route

Dear Better Half,

I love you and all, but I’m really not sure how you got your name.

Sure, we do things together. Live together. Make babies. Raise children. Buy stuff. Even have the same last name. But what part of that makes you better than me?

We also make mistakes. Fail. Help each other out. cry. Laugh. We both have our ups… and our downs. And we are both there for each other when the other needs it.

Please don’t take offense. You’re awesome. I mean that. That’s why I’m spending the rest of my life with you.

Here’s how I see it. Part of why we go so well together is the fact that we are both awesome. And neither one of us should take any of that away from ourselves by settling for the lesser half.

Sincerely,
Your lesser other half ;-)

I’m not the next iron chef, although I am improving in the kitchen. Either way, I like to have fun. And when I’m making smoothies, cooking dinner or just grabbing a bowl of cereal… it’s no exception.

Do a spin move from cabinet-to-cabinet. Flip your silverware in the air a few times before it lands in your cereal. Dance, and laugh at your reflection in the microwave.

You might get a few weird looks from your roommate (or husband/wife/kids), but 1) they’ll get used to it soon, and 2) who cares… you’re having fun :-)