Love Is Love Is Love

January 11, 2017

This past Friday I found myself counting my blessings. It was Alex’s and my one year anniversary and we celebrated by seeing a show at Brelby Theatre Company before grabbing a bite to eat.

I feel continually lucky to have found someone who brings out the best in me while also holding me accountable for my actions when I am not at my best. Our relationship is a constant reminder in my promise to myself, to him, and to the world to try to be better.


Almost a year ago, I wrote to Alex and said this:

The first time you kissed me (and I say ‘you kissed me’ instead of ‘we kissed’ because I was too nervous to kiss you back at first), I felt something…

If I could, I would give you the world. I would pluck the stars from the sky and wrap them in bits of tissue paper and place them in your hands. I would capture sunshine in jars and screw the lids on tight so you could stare at it when you felt sad. I would catch snowflakes on my eyelashes and carefully place them onto your cheek via butterfly kiss. I’m not one for flowery language and attempting the impossible, but for you I would, because you kissed me first…

I am past the point of no return. The warning signs are 25 miles behind me and I’m somehow still alive and well. I don’t know how you did it, but you turned my flight mode into fight, and I’m willing to battle for years. You told me that you would do just about anything to keep from losing me, so I’m here to tell you that I will do just about anything to keep from losing you as well. You’re special to me. You fill a gap that so many failed to fill. You are who I want to spend the rest of my life fighting for.

In short, thank you for being brave enough to kiss me first.

I’m very lucky, indeed.

Xoxo, Willa.

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