I love you more when we live in Europe

Ok, that title is not very nice, but there is a bit of truth to it. So maybe my love for my husband isn’t actually stronger (well, maybe a little), but I like him a lot better when we are in Europe. Is that wrong? Stateside Justin is fabulous, but a bit lost. He can get a bit more cranky for some reason and blow things out of proportion and be a bit unrealistic when it comes to certain things.

This sounds so horrible, but it’s not meant to be! It is just that Justin really fits better with the culture here, and maybe therefore, is just a better person here. Is that possible? Maybe it is just that when your husband is living out a dream or feeling fulfilled in his job, he is a happier person. I don’t know.

All I do know is that I love the time we get to spend together. I love the pace of life in Europe. I love that Justin takes Maisie to the park (happily) and that their relationship seems to be growing since being back in Europe. I love that Justin is getting to play sports here (ok, he did that in the states too, but it’s cool that he found that outlet in Europe as well). I like that he walks down the street to have his personal morning time of reading and coffee and brings back chocolate croissants (except not anymore now that I’ve been having allergic reactions). I love that he carries the stroller with Maisie in it all by himself up and down the metro steps so I don’t have to while pregnant. I love that he will take Maisie to go “poo poo” or brush her teeth without complaining or being put off. I love laughing at 30 Rock so hard that we both cry.

There is so much to love about this guy and for some reason, I find it easier to see while here in Europe. Weird, but true. So let’s not ever move back. jk, jk.