A friend (and awesome blogger) posted last week about how it's funny that something that seems so difficult with one person can seem so easy with another.
I commented that at one point during my "Big" relationship, I wanted him to be my date at a large family party. We'd been together almost a year by then - asking that question should have been easy. But it wasn't. It was so difficult, in fact, that I waited until the last possible minute, and then slipped it in at the end of a date. After a year? Really? Should it have been that difficult?
My friends say no. That if something is right, it's easy from the beginning. I wonder if that's true?
It makes sense. If you can't be who you are - say what you think, ask a simple question - maybe you're not with the right person? Are we just too stubborn to realize that sometimes obstacles are in our way to keep us from traveling down the wrong road? Or are we so convinced that true love is more romantic if we have to fight for it?
Maybe the real romance is finally knowing who you are, and finding someone with whom you're not afraid to just be you.