A year ago today, I was heading back to my childhood home for a few weeks after moving all of my belongings out of state. I was home to cherish my last few weeks before starting grad school and finishing my move. I had no idea when I’d be back home again, save for the holidays, and it was a peculiar feeling. I truly didn’t know when I’d be home to see my family in person again.
I should have been sad, or anxious, maybe even depressed.
But I wasn’t. I was excited. I was hopeful. I was downright giddy.
Not about starting a new chapter in my life. Not about all the wonderful opportunities I was about to embark on at school.
No, it wasn’t about any of that. It was about a guy who'd told me just the night before that he couldn't get me off of his mind. A guy who'd been making me laugh and smile for the last 2 weeks in a way no one ever had before. A guy who came out of nowhere and decided he wanted to be a part of my life during a time when both of ours were turned upside down.
A guy who, later that day would ask me to be his girl and change my life forever.
A year later and we're so much more than I ever expected and I love him more than I ever knew I could love someone. I've learned things about myself that I never would have known had he not entered my life and despite all the odds working against us (distance, my insane school schedule, etc.), refused to let any obstacles get in our way.
Thank you for showing me it was ok to give my heart to someone without fear. Thank you for being my safe place at times when I was so overwhelmed all I wanted to do is cry. Thank you for never wavering now matter how difficult things got. Thank you for bringing happiness to my worst days, and for loving me when I lost my way. Thank you for always supporting my dreams even when they’ve kept us away from eachother. Thank you for wanting to take this journey with me. Thank you, so much, for bringing happiness to my life that I never knew I could have.
I love you so much, handsome. Here’s to many more years and adventures ahead.