84 days.

Chris & Kenzie

Ten months. I’ve been with this guy for ten months.

Last April 4^th he called me asking to take me on a date and nothing has been the same since. I’m in love! I’m getting married! I’m comfortable in my own skin and happy and thriving! I have someone who cares for me. I have someone who makes me laugh. I have someone whom I admire and look up to and respect. There is someone in my life whose welfare I care for more than my own.

When we were at Jenny’s wedding in December she had this super cute-sy wall of photos detailing their relationships history (no, let’s be real – everything about that wedding was super cute-sy). It started in June or July and went all the way up to December when they got married. It was then that I realized, whoa. Chris and I started dating before them and are getting married after them. It’s not a competition (haha, heavens no, I’m not Julie) or anything, it just made me feel like Chris and I had been dating for a million and a half years. People have met and committed themselves to eternity in shorter time periods than Chris and I! I’m ready to marry the kid! By the time we do get married it will have been nearly 13 months of dating! That’s more than a year! (Which ought to make my dad happy..)

I know, there are lots of non-LDS and some LDS people who would say something more like “10 months?! That it?” But for me, I know after about 2 months if I want to keep seriously seeing someone or not. Seriously, how many of my boyfriends have lasted longer than 2 months? Aside from Chris, just one. So, for me, dating 10 months is serious confirmation that I want to spend the rest of my life with him. Through the good and the bad and the hard and the ugly and the crazy. I want him no matter what.

So, here’s to ten months of the start of our forever.