I was doing brainstorming exercises today for a piece that I'm working on and I couldn't turn off my brain. Hehe.
I was writing a mail to a friend and I lapsed into free-hand while trying to describe Brent. I decided to let it all leak out and blog that portion of it. You can notice how it turned from email to free-hand.
I doubt that there is a kinder person on the planet. He gives and gives and gives and would never ask for anything. People like that make you want to give back to them, so I go out of my way to make sure that everything is great for him (until I forget the laundry, haha...like the laundry that needs to be washed NOW). I love that he is happy anywhere. He has a child-like happiness...simple things interest him and he's curious. He plays with blocks and legos and draws and enjoys creating things and fixing things. He asks me to go for walks with him out of the blue. He loves playing games with me and telling jokes. He loves my babies (pets) as much as I do. I could make a crazy suggestion to drop what we're doing and leave for someplace...the park, the track or just ice-cream and he'll hop up for the tiny adventure. He is great with money. He loves order. He loves my order.
He is silly. He loves that I am silly. He understands me. He loves how obsessed I can become. He is passionate. He encourages my passions. He feeds my passions. He is a peacemaker. He is tolerant. He is a lover.
He is the hardest of workers. He never even thinks of complaining.
He puts me before anything else.
He is never stagnant. He is never cruel. He is collected. He's passive, but never passive-aggressive. He is gentle. He is driven. He is unafraid. He is a thinker. He is educated. He supports me in everything that I do. He spoils me beyond belief. He allows me to spoil him. He accepts my love and sends an endless amount back to me.
We want to get married for personal and legal reasons...but isn't it sad that I feel like I have to explain why I want to get married? HOW do I de-program myself?! It's funny how those things pop out of your mouth without noticing.
I would just like to, legally, be considered family.