Marry someone, who...

Found this quote today. It makes me feel so thankful for what Max and I have, so I thought I'd share. Hope you're all having a good start to your week!

x Juli

“Marry someone who lets you have a bite of their brownie, even when you said you weren’t hungry. Marry someone who laughs at the same things you do. Marry someone who kisses your nose on a cold day. Marry someone who you can watch Disney movies with. Marry someone who is proud of you whether you earn £5 a week or £5,000 a week. Marry someone who you can tell everything to. Marry someone who isn’t afraid or embarrassed to hold your hand in public. Marry someone who lets you take over when decorating a cake. Marry someone who you can spend the day in Ikea with without feeling stressed. Marry someone who wraps you up inside their coat in the winter. Marry someone who accepts your fears and phobias. Marry someone who gives you butterflies every time you hear their key in the door. Marry someone who you don’t always have to shave your legs for. Marry someone who accepts you all day every day, even when you don’t look or feel your best. Marry someone who puts three sugars in your tea, despite telling them “just the two”. Marry someone who doesn’t judge you when you eat your body weight in cookies. Marry someone who doesn’t make you want to check your phone, because you know they will reply. Marry someone who waits with you to get on the train. Marry someone who understands that you need to be alone sometimes. Marry someone who gets on well with your parents and isn’t uptight about family events. Marry someone who calms you down when you get mad about stupid stuff, and never tells you it’s “only stupid stuff”. Marry someone who makes you want to be a better person. Marry someone who makes you laugh. Marry someone who you love. Marry your soulmate, your lover, your best friend."

Home

You know, being in limbo, apart from missing your lover and best friend, sometimes also means missing your home. Obviously, the worst part about that is missing my man, because he is part of what makes home home. But there's also those little things you miss about your routines or little things that really bugged you about something - which you've now come to appreciate.

Sometimes it's funny thinking about what I consider my home, just because there's plenty of places that could - in theory - be labeled "Juli's home". In theory, I got 4 houses (in Germany) that I know every aspect of. Every hidden detail, every leaking water tap. I can tell you where the tupperware is hidden in each of those households in a second. Right now, I live in my mom's living room. You might think this is what I should call my home (at least for now) - but when I think about home, I think about Max. How he asked me about everything he bought for the apartment (even before we were engaged), how we built our tv-stand together, or how I thought it was really important to have the living room wall covered in pictures of our family.

When I think of home, I think of getting up early. Each of us hiding in the bedroom when the other one would do those embarrassing moves to our workout-dvd. When I think of home I think of walking to the dollar store and spending way too much money on decoration that we didn't need. Max picking me up from a cooking class not even half a mile away. I think of stains in our carpet, washing the dishes, rearranging our furniture and lying on our rug together.

Those places that I know by heart, are all in my heart. They're filled with loved ones and lovely memories. But what you call your home is something that is not only in your heart. It's much more, it fills your whole body, there's smells, feelings, memories that give you goosebumps. It's another thing that when you found it you'll know (you just know).

I miss home!