4 years in --

  • March 21, 2015, 4:03 a.m.
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Tomorrow is the day that Jacob and I met four years ago.

I still remember it very clearly. I suppose in the scheme of things, four years isn’t a lot, but back then I would have told you that I wasn’t so sure I’d ever get married or really love anyone. I fully expected to be a perpetual bachelor(ette) based on how I viewed relationships and myself.

I’m very excited to marry him. I’m very excited that he’s my dude. I love him to the moon, the stars, the entire universe, and back. He’s my bff. I can tell him anything. He makes me laugh everyday (he’s the funniest person I’ve ever met). He’s a fantastic partner. He’s uber intelligent. He’s got so many qualities that I admire and wish that I had. He’s an amazing person. I just adore him.

Granted, he drives me nuts, but in both the good and the bad ways. :)


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