Saturday 29 December 2012

I Don't Wanna Grow Up

Anyone who knows me well can attest to my silly, child-like nature. While less frequent since I turned 25, I still have episodes of completely random and unprovoked silliness, usually taking a physical form and causing me to skip or even run with excitement during a decidedly mundane activity. Recently I was shopping with James and a friend of ours in Wal-Mart when I was overcome with the need to release some child-like whimsy. James had taken a seat on a bench while my friend was paying for her purchases and, as I watched him occupy himself on his phone, a lovely thought crossed my mind, "I don't have to pretend to be classy and mature. I can be hyper and ridiculous and completely immature and he'll totally dig it." With that thought in mind, I approached him excitedly, plunked myself down on his lap, and proceeded to conjure up the most ridiculous Christmas list possible: "I want a lifetime supply of crystal meth, hair extensions for my Furby, a green card for my penpal Saddam ... Oh! And I want a pony - but not one of those little ones. I want a big ass pony named Elmer - that way I'll never run out of glue." Laughing, James wrapped his arms around me, told me he loved me, and kissed me. Sliding his arm under my legs, he then lifted me up in his arms and started spinning us around in a circle. In that moment I felt completely, 100% happy. I had approached him assuming that my immaturity would amuse him, but I didn't expect that he would join me in my insanity.

I am forever grateful for James' sense of fun and adventure. There's something so wonderful about watching him devise new ways to entertain himself or others, and there's something so freeing about knowing that I don't need to hide my true self from him. What others find immature, he finds endearing. At the end of the day, James truly delights in anything that makes me smile or laugh - which, I suppose, is why he's my constant source of joy and one of the happiest people I know. **As I was typing this post, James sent me the following message that just happens to suit my final sentiment. **

"I love my life with you. I'm so so happy. I will try my hardest to make you happy for the rest of our lives together."


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