Four years ago...
I sat in a room full of girls, laughing and talking around me, as I prepared for the moment when the entire course of my life would change forever.
I moved miles away from "home" because I couldn't live without this guy.
He's my favorite.
He's the first face I see when I wake up...and the last one I see as I fall asleep. I like it that way. My heart would ache if he wasn't there.
This man has loved me, cherished me, and cared for me in sickness and health (literally), for four years. Tenderly. Lovingly. Passionately.
He makes me laugh. He wipes my tears.
He holds my hand...
And he holds my heart. Forever.
I love you, Johnny Boy.