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Happy month-a-versary to the love of my life Christopher :)
Alright, so month-a-versaries aren't that big of a deal. In fact, I make fun of people who make a big deal of them. "Wow! You've managed to not break up for 2 months! Congratulations!" Come to me in 5 years when you're still together, then we'll talk.
But this is different and I'll tell you why. From the get-go Chris and I have been absolutely 100% inseparable, literally. It's almost verging on unhealthy. And no matter how much time we spend together, we can always spend more. And I'm always sad to see him go, even though I know I'll see him again less than a few hours. The thought of going more than 12 hours without seeing him is completely foreign to me - except when he went to field training and that was the absolute depths of hell. It made me question how I ever got along before I knew him...what did I do for adventure? Who did I talk to about the weird things I think about? Who laughed at my goofy impressions of monkeys and birds? Then it dawned on me that no one did, til he came along and thought I was the funniest person on earth.
So what I'm saying is although we have only been officially-official for ten months...we've spent about the equivalent of years together based on hours that other couples spend together. And people who met us after we started dating usually assume that we've been together since, oh say, birth. Cause we act like it. I know what he's thinking when he doesn't say it, what he wants when he doesn't ask for it, when something is bothering him even if we're not the in the same room, and generally his whereabouts at all times.
But that doesn't ruin the "mystery" or what not even in the least, because he always finds some way to make small adventures out of the most mundane things and surprise me in even the smallest ways.
So even though right now we've actually been fighting a bit lately, or at least more than usual in the past ten months...which is only about three times because we didn't get into one fight during that time...I just can't fathom how life would be without him, and I don't even want to. It's kind of funny when one of the reasons you get into fights is because you love each other so much and just want to be around each other. Seems kind of ridiculous doesn't it? I'd do anything to keep this together, and thank God I don't have to because he's just so easy to get along with and reasonable I never feel like I sacrifice anything to keep us a strong couple.
So that's my take on what real love is. It's not a fairytale, it's not perfect. It's not happy all the time. It's not all I love yous and it's certainly not perfect. I'm not going to say I'm happy every moment of every day, but I am happy every day. If you want something out of life, you have to fight for it. And I'm more than willing to fight for this.

Happy ten months Chris,
love love love,
me

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