I love being in love. I love all of the little things, the hand holding, the secret keeping, the responsibilities, the joys, the pains, I love it all. I love the fact that when I think I’m at my worst, he says I’m the most wonderful and beautiful person in the world. When I’m stressed, he calms me down. He doesn’t judge me. He just loves me. For me. And I love him.

Isn’t life grand? Three more months (and 18 days, but who’s counting?!)

Loves,
–Jen