From the first day we met, the room was full, a sea of faces and noise where I felt completely invisible until he stood up. With a quiet grace, he offered me his seat, a simple gesture of a true gentleman that sparked an immediate, soul-deep recognition. I knew right then; he was the one.
Our hearts moved faster than the world expected. After only three months of dating, he dropped to one knee. He didn’t need years to confirm what his soul already whispered; he knew I was his "forever" too.
The five years since have been a beautiful, chaotic whirlwind. We’ve survived the lean seasons of brokenness and the heavy shadows of sickness, but we’ve also danced through the "better days" that felt like pure sunshine. Through every valley and peak, we’ve remained a team "the Bonnie and Clyde" of our time, inseparable and fiercely loyal.
Today, life is even more blissful with the arrival of "Junior Him." Seeing my best friend in the eyes of our son makes every struggle worth it. Five years together feels like a lifetime of memories already, yet I know we’re only just beginning our greatest adventure.