I used to think that when people fell in love, they just landed where they landed, and they had no choice in the matter afterward. And maybe that’s true of beginnings, but it’s not true of this, now.
I fell in love with him. But I don’t just stay with him by default as if there’s no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.”
– Tris, Allegiant by Veronica Roth

I met my person five years ago this week. That first week of my second semester of school. His first semester at my school. Someday I’ll tell more of the story but for now there’s a brief synopsis here. For now just know I did a double take because he knew the difference between calvary and cavalry. Brilliant. And he was funny.

I still am a little amazed that we got each other.
He’s so wonderful. :)

This picture was taken on my 19th birthday 3 months after we met. It makes me happy.

Now he is the foosball master and I’m not sure if I dare play him. I’m pretty sure he won that one too though.

I would post one from the week we met…but alas…there is no documentation!

I love him tons and millions. :)