Today is Alex’s birthday. His a big bad old man now. No, I’m kidding, I’m the old cougar– he’s got some time before he joins the old people club. But he’s older than he was yesterday. But more importantly, better everyday too. There’s no question we’ve had ten million rough patches in the past, that things were hard and anything from perfect, but I’m so grateful to be here today with him. The hard times are behind us. I mean, he still has his shit to deal with and I still have my shit to deal with too. But between us and together? We’re good.
I couldn’t be more proud of everything he’s accomplished and everything that is waiting in front of him. I hear it from time to time, “you guys were made for each other” and I can’t help but think, “but we’re completely different from each other.” And we are, but it’s a ying and yang balance. And in the past few weeks, I’ve seen it more than ever. I’m the bouncy weird ball of positivity when he’s unsure or doubtful and the drive to push him forward out of his fear. And he’s the stability I need when I set my goals too high and need a supportive hand.
Nine years of knowing him. Nine years of loving him.
I don’t have the sappy words tonight to match what I feel in my heart— I rarely do, thats just not me. But I grateful everyday that we are here together. It’s a blur to how we got here– from the rough patches to this easy point, but the reality is, the journey doesn’t matter. What matters is that we’re here and we’re both looking forward to whats ahead. He’s still the most handsome man I’ve met, one of the most talented people I know, and someone I hope to impress every single day. And even though I can’t (or wont?) eat pizza right now, I know I love him. True love is greater than pizza. I’m so very much looking forward to our next adventure together.
I love you so much more than pizza, babe. (Obviously)