Three Years

August 22, 2008: I FINALLY let you be my boyfriend. It was so easy to fall in love with you. I actually remember the exact moment. I came to Birmingham to visit you, and before I left we talked while we sat on your bed in the dark. And I loved you.

On Monday, we celebrated our third anniversary and the beginning of our fourth year together. Everyday with you is perfect. Not like...kittens and rainbows perfect. More like the kind of perfect that makes you feel at home. The kind of perfect that makes you feel safe. A perfect life. A perfect storm.

You're a perfect fit.

That being said: Our anniversary was less than perfect. It was pretty darn close to a nightmare.
Sure, everything seemed normal at first.

Until my car broke down and we had to hitchhike.
(Isn't he the cutest hitchhiker you've ever seen?)

I was pretty upset to find out THIS is our ONLY picture together from our anniversary.

Isn't it funny how something so small can cause such a hideous problem?

But you saved the day.
You're my hero. My sweaty, muscle-y, car-fixin' hero.

I love you.
I love you more and more every single day.
Here's to another 3...thousand...more anniversaries with you.