I have all of my priorities in order. All my ducks are in a row. Or they’re getting there, anyway. (: I am prepping to take two big tests in the next couple weeks, I need to make a dentist appointment because the cold weather has decided to remind me that I have cavities. Chris has steady work and we are adapting to that schedule. At least he doesn’t work Friday-Sunday, so we have the weekends together.

We’re both excited, committed and things really couldn’t be going much better for us, at least not realistically. For the first time in my life, I am not only in love but I feel so comfortable and safe with him and our relationship is satisfying in every way imaginable. I am blessed. If there is someone that could be called “the one”, this is it. It’s so worth everything I had to go through to get here and I would go through the same anguish all over again in a heartbeat as long as it meant his arms would be open and he’d be waiting on the other side of all that darkness to kiss it all away.

When I have nightmares that wake me up in tears, he gives me kisses and pets my hair and tells me it’s okay, he holds me close until the fear is gone and then he tries to find something comforting to watch or listen to, to lull me back to sleep. He doesn’t take me for granted, he doesn’t act suspicious and hide things from me like my ex did, he makes it obvious to me and everyone else that he loves me and only me and that he’s trying to be the best he can be and working hard to build a future for us.

Knowing how lucky I am and seeing how considerate and sweet and vulnerable he is towards me, seeing how he protects me and is as possessive over me as I am over him, I fight my negative traits and the things that pose a threat to our relationship and I try my hardest to be as good to him as he is to me.

I’m truly the luckiest girl in the world and I can’t wait to be back in his arms. (: