I'll let you change me.
It’s past midnight, but I don’t feel like sleeping. That’s because Carla and Philip are at a resort with my in-laws. I usually have to play Tetris around their bodies, as both of them like to toss and turn throughout the night. There’s no telling what position they’ll adopt, but it often finds my ribs. You would think that I’d be happy for the opportunity to have a quiet night in bed, reading as long as I want, before a rare uninterrupted sleep. But I’m replaying the videos from our Japan trip over and over, while counting the hours till they get back. I’m pathetically sentimental. Funny thing is, I wasn’t like this before. Being a husband and a father is changing me. It’s rewriting my operating system. That’s one of the ways you know it’s love – it changes you. You let the relationship change you. Some people say, “You should never be with someone who forces you to change.” And I agree with that. But a relationship that involves no change isn’t much of a relationship at all. If both parties remain exactly the same, then they have had no intimacy, no shared life, no real connection. So change is necessary, but it must never …
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