Eli and I are going to start dating each other again. Instead of seeing each other every morning before work and immediately after work, we are going to date each other. This means we will both have time to look our best for each other every time we meet.

I do miss dressing up and I guess one of the reasons why we don’t dress up as much anymore, is because we don’t give ourselves the time to do so. We see each other right after work, which means we’re tired from the day’s labour and we’re not dressed for fun.

Eli tells me he misses the getting-ready-to-meet-his-lady routine he used to keep, and I do miss the vanity hour I used to have getting ready to meet my beau. There was always so much anticipation and excitement! My heartbeat hastens and butterflies flutter in my belly as I wait for my prince to pull up to my house.

As we approach our next anniversary, it is pretty amazing, to me, that we’re still so crazy about each other. That he still makes my heart race and my palms sweaty. That I still tear apart my closet to get into the never-perfect outfit to look my best for him. That I still run into the nearest boutique to pick up a pricey jacket just because I am meeting him impromptu and wasn’t wearing something “flattering”.

I am thankful that throughout the ups and the downs, the mundane, the excitements and the trials, we are still passionate about each other, and about this relationship.

And this gives me the confidence that I will be one of those enviable senior citizens with a blissful smile and wrinkled hands that seem cemented to the wrinkled hands of the best looking senior gentleman.