“Love is blind, but desire just doesn’t give a good goddamn”
~ James Thurber
I’m not gonna lie, when my husband and I met, I was hot. Tall, thin, really thin, and ready for love.
Even though we dated for three years before we married, I knew (he knew), after only six months that we would eventually get married. We said we wanted to wait until we both graduated. The real reason was we were both poor white kids and there was no way we could have survived on Kraft mac-n-cheese, ramen and Chef Boy-ar-dee ravioli for three years.
Even now I won’t eat any of those college staple foods.
Back in the day, I had the metabolism of a hummingbird and had no problems staying svelte, regardless of how many ten-baggers with cheese or pitchers of beers I consumed. I guess walking across campus was good for more than transportation.
During those early years together, in word and deed, my husband made me feel beautiful.
Now, a quarter of a century later, I am no longer svelte. I think I’ve even shrunk and inch or two. The woman I see in the mirror no longer even vaguely resembles the girl I once was.
The funny thing though, I truly believe when my husband looks at me, he still sees that girl he once knew. I’m not 40+ pounds heavier, not grey née blonde, not the aged mother of two… I am that hot college coed that was such a bad influence on a studious young man.
If I could only learn to see myself again through his eyes ~ in word and deed to him I am still beautiful.
Thin spiral notebook 
We eat doctored-up Ramens, too. But I prefer Chef Boyardee Beefaroni. 😉
It’s wonderful when your inside beauty shines through to the outside.
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Now. I mean now you’re beautiful.
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The trick to Ramen is to add jalapenos; then, it’s totally yummy!
I didn’t know you then, obviously, but the pics I’ve seen, you’re beautiful.
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I have no words. This is beautiful. As are you. I wish you could see what everyone else sees 🙂 (Well I mean, obvs I don’t see the college coed but I still think you’re GORGEOUS!)
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Well, damn. This is beautiful.
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I agree. I think we are way more critical of ourselves.
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Maybe men have it figured out better than we do. Clearly we are way more critical of ourselves than they would ever be.
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It’s quite a thrill when that college dude across the table tells us we’re pretty, still.
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Isn’t it great that the men we love still look at us like that! I agree, I would love to see myself like that again…
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Ramen noodles rock. Tay and I still eat them.
You know you’ve found the right person when they love you despite the grey, the weight, the etc….good for both of you
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