Two years ago I sat alone with a man, who I vaguely knew through friends. We talked by ourselves for four hours after everyone else went home.
Two years ago was groundbreaking for a lot of cheesy posts, a ton of laughs, and a lot of learning.
I could literally write a novel, and I’ve already written 15 versions of this to fully explain how I feel. I got really lucky. I have a man who challenges me, is supportive, and is the best person I could ever have in my life.