It was but nine years ago that we started this journey, naive of the adventure set before us. Little could we anticipate the blessings and heartaches that we would encounter. Even less did we comprehend how the accumulation of many small moments would mold and shape us. The lines between us have blurred, the distinctiveness of whom we each are has been made fuzzy. You are the part of me that keeps my feet on the ground and talks me down from tall ledges. I am the part of you that pushes you past your insecurities.

You are my companion, my confidant, my friend. And I love you.