It’s been a long and amazing 3 days.
I did not expect to cry when Dan and I drove away from my parents’ house with them standing on the front walk, watching me go. No, that was a heartbreak I did not expect to experience. Dan held my hand as I cried and kissed me at the end of the street as I told him through my tears that I was so excited to start our new life together. I was more honest in that moment than ever; our metamorphosis from LDR to cohabiting couple had begun.
A 1,300 mile journey with some breweries, a lot of pit stops for beef jerky, wonderful friends that are more like family, and the 90s on 9 Sirius radio…and we are here. OUR home.
We now get to finish unpacking my boxes and bags, cook together, go to sleep together, spend every precious moment together. I love him more than I knew I could love a single person. He’s my best friend, my sweetheart, my superhero, my love.
I belong with you, you belong with me.