He’s sleeping like a baby
Sunday, January 7th, 2007 ~ 4:24 pm
It’s now 4:10 in the afternoon and Gary is still asleep. You see, we went out last night for Rod’s birthday party and the poor boy decided to continue drinking after I went home at around 2:30. A surge of worry washed over me at around 5:00 am when I woke up and he wasn’t home. I decided to ignore it because I knew he had only gone next door to Rue Morgue and was likely still drinking.
He came home and crawled into bed at 7:00 am. He’s sick, hung over and I love him more then ever.
Gary and I are different in quite a few ways, one of which is our ability to stay up all night, drink and be social with friends. I can do it on various occasions, but more often then not I bow out early and let him continue the night without me. A friend once commented that she thought how wonderful it was that I let him do it, and I was a bit shocked. First of all I don’t think I “let” him do anything, he’s a grown man and makes his own choices. Second, it has never occured to me to guilt trip Gary into coming home with me when I wanted to call it quits for the night. I’d rather he stay out and be his laughing, lovable self with people he cares for rather then laying in bed resenting my sleeping and slightly snoring form.
I think that’s one of our strongest parts of our relationship. We accept our differences and allow each other to be ourselves. He has never tried to change who I am, and I don’t think I’ve tried to do it to him. We don’t complete one another, by any means because frankly, if you think you need someone to complete you you have big problem. Instead we compliment each other and help one another be a better person.
To me, that’s love (or maybe love is the fact that I haven’t thrown on some really loud Misfits while he tries to sleep 
).
