Two years ago Lizzie and I woke up in her bed in Chicago for the last time. The night before we had gone to see Flogging Molly and this morning she took off to get the rental truck. A little while later a group of friends showed up and we spent several hours loading all of Lizzie's belongings into this truck.
That night was the start of this adventure. Our first night in our home, not the home of one or the other. Our home.
It was 6 months since we had started dating (almost to the day).
My love for her continues to grow. Our life together continues to become more wonderful. I love you my Lizzie.
This was originally posted on Dreamwidth, after which it wandered out to various other sites. Feel free to reply where ever you want. I should still see it.