Marking today as we turn two years, a month, and counting…

They say that love strikes you when you least expect it.

But some don’t call it love. Some call it an accident, and for some - true love. Its fate. Destiny. Its not about what people think anymore, its about what you both decide and hold on to…

What counts more than the years, months, weeks, or any measurement of time are the moments you have together.

Both good and bad.

From the start of friendship bound with fun, laughs, and pure happiness

to the companionship in times of triumph and success,

…the unmasked sadness, the tough goodbye’s and letting-go’s of close friends, the heartaches,

the disbelief of a painful world.

What life taught me could be easy or difficult or bearable or unimaginable. Life cant be judged by what people know about you. But its all in the decision you make that makes everything seem - feel - and be okay.

From every moment of fear, struggle, depression - love becomes your ultimate strength.

It may have been at another time,

another place,

another sort of everything,

but its always back to you…

Back to where love is an act of endless forgiveness, grows with trust, honesty and compassion.

Nothing less, always more…

No matter where in the world we can be,

…the laughs and giggles,

…the kisses,

…the bedtime cuddles,

will always be part of who we are.

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Its not how long you have been together but how you plan on a future together.

And they say only the love that lasts through the toughest of times is true.

I believe that. I love you, Sweetest.