Three years ago I met a guy who seemed just way too good to be true. I had zero interest in getting into another relationship at the time. Having just come out of a very trying and difficult one, I wanted nothing more than to have a new friend.
We had an instant connection, and it didn't take long at all to realize that there was something very special between us. He renewed my faith in love and relationships when I'd become convinced it was all a sham. He seemed to be the embodiment of every "I wish ..." I'd ever whispered to myself when daydreaming of my perfect match, my imaginary prince charming. Sometimes life throws you a curve ball, and sometimes it's so great and life-changing that it knocks you off your feet.
He's the love of my life and my very best friend, the person who can make me laugh when I'm in my most vile of moods, and my partner through the good times, and the bad times. He's there with me, by my side, through all those mundane everyday chores that accompany life as an adult, and because he's there, everything is more fun. He recognizes that what we have is not only wonderful and rare, but so delicate, too. And it is easy for me to see his efforts to protect what is so important to us, which means so much to me.
I'm thankful every day for him and today I feel like the luckiest girl in the world because I married him.
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