1/05/2012

To my lover.


This is the very first picture Dan and I took together. This was taken before we were even a "we". When I was crazy about the guy but I had no idea what would happen with us.


I still look at this picture a lot. I love it. It reminds me of being flustered and giddy like a little love-struck girl. It reminds me of the days when I would dress up and look lovely just for the sole purpose of impressing him. The days of him being the first thing I thought about every morning and the last thing I thought about every night.


You know what I really love about this guy? I mean, really really love? No matter what kind of emotional basket-case mess I turn into, he still loves me. On those nights when I become an inconsolable wreck full of hormones and craziness for no good reason at all, he still wakes up in the morning and makes it into a joke. He laughs, I laugh, and he gives me sloppy kisses and tells me how much he loves me.


{Yes, it's true. I'm not always perfect, calm and collected. Really, sometimes I'm just a pill.}


Sometimes I think, Are you serious? Why aren't you packing your suitcase and getting out of here right now??


He not only sticks around, but he still loves me like I'm the best thing in the whole wide world. Like I'm the coolest, prettiest, sweetest, little lady he has ever met. Which makes me feel a whole lotta special.


Thanks babe. You're the best.

1 comment:

  1. What a priceless confidence. What an enviable blessing. A love to die for ! Hal

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