sometimes i cry a lot thinking about getting married, being afraid i’ll never meet that person. when i do that i just start thinking about my sister and my best friends and all the love i do have and then it doesn’t seem so scary anymore.
grateful to have found a person who fits with me so well. it’s a situation that isn’t without occasional flaws and bumps but like .. if it was too perfect it would be weird and unsustainable. there’s a certainty that comes with uncertainty and imperfection. its like oh cool we’re both human people growing and learning.
i’m grateful for the love that makes me blind to everything else.
