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Happy Anna to My Hunky Honey!! <3


Today J and I have been together for 6 months and, I have to say, this has been the greatest 6 months in a relationship I have ever had! By far!! No others even compare. I'm so lucky to have him and he makes me so incredibly happy! The past 6 months have gone by so fast, but yet, when I think about how long we've been together, I can't help but think "It's only been six months??". I always thought this kind of relationship wasn't possible - that it was unrealistic to even want this type of relationship. He always thinks of me first and treats me as a partner... He's even more considerate than I ever thought of being to someone else and the best part of our relationship is we laugh together, at each other and at ourselves... We crack each other up and make each other smile at the goofy things we do and say!! I'm sure to everyone else we are the biggest goobs alive, but I think he's perfect for me and feels the same. We have fun together and enjoy just being together. Its very relaxed and comfortable, yet still exciting at the same time. I'm sure some of the romance and newness will wear down eventually, but its Grrr-eat right now! We are having so much fun together and despite all life's little hiccups now and again, with ex's lurking, empty pockets, forgiven mistakes, we are still smiling and loving life together!


Happy 6 Months Babe!!

Comments

Max's Mommy said…
Barf... get a room!

J/K <3
Anonymous said…
Can't tell you how happy this makes US!

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