Happy Friday everyone! So this post is not really too exciting but something has been bothering me for a week or so now, and that is being told by many people that my boyfriend are I are “that couple”.
You know, that couple, the ones that are inseparable, can’t keep their hands off each other, and just love being around each other…yep that’s us. And for a little while there, I was bothered and didn’t want to be “that couple”. It was almost like we were being shamed because we enjoy each other so much.
But then I started thinking and I was like, you know what, I LOVE being “that couple” and not because its new (10months) but because we seriously enjoy each others company and want to talk, laugh, and touch whenever we can. Life is short.
A friend of mine just lost her husband to cancer, she is widowed at age 33 (I think) and ever since I heard the news, I just can’t help but think, screw the haters, and keep enjoying your man!
My brother once referred to us as a “single unit” and while many of you might be thinking, geez get a life Lindsay, I really just don’t care anymore. If my friends situation has taught me anything its that we don’t know how much time we have on this earth, so I’m going to kiss my man and hold his hand as much as possible, and I don’t care what you think! 🙂