When we met, I was sort of at a crossroads of my life. I had entered grad school (though it was no longer a good fit) and I was struggling with my religious beliefs (I had been brought up as a conservative Christian) He helped me let go and move forward with better choices. He introduced me to Eastern philosophy and we talked a lot. And I knew he would be a really good dad, though we didn't have kids until later.
Generally, he gives me a lot of freedom, which is probably what I love most about him. He is very artistically talented, he has written music and been on indie labels (10 or so CDs), he can write, draw, paint, and sculpt. He also lets me handle the joint account money, which I prefer. He is not a bad man, not at all. There is a lot of good in our relationship, which is why sometimes I struggle with where we're going.
I want to be a better person--I have been focusing on eating right, exercising, and doing yoga. I also watch less tv and find that I'm not so into horror movies. These things do not interest him. It's probably not fair--I'm the one who's changing.
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