Pig's Ramblings: Love After 7 Years

Well, sadly, there are no fun weekend shenanigans to report.  Sandy stole our weekend passes so there was no time for MonkeyHubby and Pig.  It made for a bad mood to say the least.  I spent the mass majority of my weekend hermitted up in my room reading.  And thinking.  Mainly reading, but my brain never seems to stop causing trouble for itself.  And, as we approach November 25th which will be 7 years of MonkeyHubby and I being together, I wondered what love is after 7 years in the making.  So needless to say, I asked MonkeyHubby, just like I ask/tell him every random thought that comes through my head, to see what his thoughts were.  His response was just the romance I needed to hear on a gloomy weekend.  For him, our love feels like walking hand in hand with Old Man HB, playing footsies all night long, holding hands different than anyone else because it's our special way, and spending all day Sundays in bed just hanging out with each other.  It definitely made me smile from ear to ear, and feel all warm on the inside.  Truly must be what love feels like.  But of course, my brain didn't stop there, it wondered, since all of those things are things you feel when you're together, how we feel our love in our current separation.  I've been thinking on that one and it's a toughie.  The separation just is what it is, and trust me, while we just do what we have to each day, it does wear on you.  You miss each other, you lose touch on certain aspects, and that can rub you wrong sometimes, but you push through.  So what little things still make us feel that love even with the miles between us?! Twisting my wedding band around my ring finger feeling the weight of it and it's commitment, snuggling my nose in my stuffed monkey when I crawl in bed at night knowing he's cuddled up to my pillow back home, and running my fingers across the Texas flag that he moved from his own rigger's belt to mine after his tour in Afghanistan.  The little things that remind me we're always connected because we always want to be.  To me, that's what love feels like 7 years later.  There may not be any butterflies anymore, but there also aren't any fears.  There may not be as many electrical sparks, but there aren't any doubts.  There may not be as much unknown to explore, but there is more comfort than anything else in this world.  And I wouldn't give it up for the world.