One month

Nine years ago, my husband (then boyfriend) and I were celebrating one month of dating. Time really does fly when you’re having fun 😉

Like. Wow. 9 years ago, I was celebrating what was the longest relationship I had had at that point. ONE month. And now it’s been 9 AMAZING years.

I honestly can’t believe how much my life has changed because this 15 year old boy thought I was cute and added me on Facebook in November 2010. Then we spoke for a few months (over text bc we were both a little bit shy). And then my dearest love, he finally got the guts to speak to me for the first time and asked me to be his girlfriend on March 4th, 2011. I can’t believe our first actual conversation in person was him asking me to be his girlfriend and me answering all shyly.

Those two minutes changed my life so drastically. Here we are now, going on 10 YEARS!! A whole decade!! And it honestly feels like time is going by so fast. I want another 100 years with this man. Any time I spend with him won’t ever be enough.

I think being so young when we started dating and being each other’s first actual relationship shaped the way we view love. Like I can’t imagine loving anyone else. HE is LOVE. If I had the words “true love” in my mind’s dictionary, his name and picture would be the definition.

I guess it may be unfortunate but there is no me without him. Sometimes I think I developed this unhealthy attachment to my own husband. I had no one to show me the type of love he showed me when we met. The trust. The loyalty. Everything he gave to me, I needed. He’s always there. For the past 9 years, he’s never given up on me despite my incredible amount of flaws, emotional breakdowns and straight up toxic behavior I have unfortunately showed him.

I rather be next to him than anyone else. Any time I am away from him, I can’t wait to return. Even if I’m just away for an hour or two. When he goes to work everyday, I honestly am so excited, waiting for his call that he’s finally off and coming home.

While everyone else has left me, he is still here. I have no doubt in my mind he will always be there. Here’s to another 9, and another and another, my love. My better half. Wherever I go, you bring me home.


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