Page 21: October 8, 2016
Note: I apologize for so many posts about Alex but he’s pretty great and this is my personal journal.
After a long day of screaming kids, a hangover, and a stomachache there is no place I’d rather be then with you. Thank you for being my home. Whenever people ask me where my happy place is, I cannot imagine anywhere I would rather be then with you. I’m so corny. I;m so in love with this man. I can’t help it. He’s the only person who has been there with me for my best moments and my worst. There is a poem called, “A Mouthful of Forevers,” written by my favorite poet, Clementine von Radics. It reminds me of you. “Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night. Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come. I think that has to be part of it’s miracle.” We met each other at a weird time in our lives, but we came together so perfectly. The first day we hung out was in a cemetery. I think that says a lot about how unconventional we are. I love that about us. I love that you can see me in a giant sweatshirt with chocolate all over my face and you look at me like you did when we sat close in the cafeteria and you showed me your favorite songs. I have never felt so much love for you. Thank you for being you.