Monday, August 1, 2011


I couldn't ask for a better person in my life. 

If I think about my past relationships, it's clear that none of them compare to my current one. And, back then, I probably would have said the same thing, but this one... is for real. defines love in fourteen different ways, just in noun form. From its first definition of "a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person," to a strong enthusiasm or liking of an object such as books, to the physical connection between two people, to using it as a term of endearment, to a religious definition of God's feelings for His people, to its meaning in a tennis match. Which one is right? Well, that depends on what you use it for. Since we're talking about (and when I say "we," I mean "I") relationships, that kicks out a simple term of endearment and my expensive bookworm habit. While I do have a deep love for books, I have no desire to go on a date with them. Clearly we are also not talking about a game of tennis, so that's out. And, while people do claim to have a relationship with God, this is simply not a religious experience. Love in terms of relationships. That eliminates the physical connection between two people, because really, if that is the only thing your "relationship" is based upon, you don't exactly have a relationship. I do believe, however, that that kind of physical affection cannot exist without love. Without love, what's the point?

So then, what's left? "A profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person." Well, it sounds good. But what does it really describe? It's all about the affection. Affection is great. It's wonderful. But that's all that love is about? Anyone who has been in love will tell you it's so much more than that. Because it is. However, ask them to describe it, or define it for you, and they probably can't. Because as stereotypical as it sounds, love is indescribable.

I may have gotten off track here. I am not trying to define love or give you my definition of it, either. However, to me, it is definitely much more than a deep affection for another person. I know that, because I feel it with Danny.

It's not that I have never had these strong feelings for another person before. I can't use the cliched, overused movie line, "I have never felt like this before!" If I did, I'd be lying. I've felt love before. However, I can say that it's never been this absolute before. Or this intense. Or this deep, profound, pronounced, heartfelt or sincere before. And it's incredible. It's awesome to feel this way about another person. But what is truly stunning, truly magnificent, is that all of these beautiful feelings are reciprocated. That is amazing. 

To have those kind of emotions and feelings come back in full force is magnificent. To have them come back the way Danny gives them, with such honesty and genuine warmth, is something that is indescribable. To finally have someone who loves me as much as I love him, and who shows it without fear at every moment possible is incredible, and something that I hope lasts forever. I finally have someone who treats me with the love, care, understanding, and full respect that I continuously give and deserve in return, and who appreciates me as much as I appreciate him. And I wish there existed a better word in the English language to describe it besides amazing, wonderful, incredible, awesome, etc... because those just don't seem to cut it.

I've never smiled so much in my life. It's now become automatic. At the mere mention of his name, I involuntarily smile. And not in the, "OhmygoshthecuteboyIlikejusttalkedtomeohmygod" *giggles and jumping* teenage kind of way. In the genuinely happy, content way. Because his name means so much more to me than just "boyfriend." No matter how sad, angry, disappointed, or upset the world has made me on a particular day, all I have to do is see his face, and I instantaneously smile. It is now a reflex that I cannot control. And it's pretty awesome.

I've never once questioned whether or not this is right. I've never once questioned whether or not this will last, or go the distance. With Danny, I just... know. I feel it. Nothing's ever been so right, or felt this good. It's not just because he's cute (which he is), or we just like being around each other and have fun together (which we do, but that can be felt with anyone or any friendship), or that he's a good kisser (which he is), or that we playfully argue over who gets to pay (which we do). All that is great, too, but it's so much deeper than that. He tells me that we are going to be 80 years old and still cuddling, holding hands, rubbing noses, and acting as in love as we do now, and I believe it. When he kisses me, I feel it. When he hugs me, I feel it. And when he looks at me and smiles, I see and know that he feels it, too.

The past year, two months, and five days have been the best, happiest, and most fortunate of my life. I'm the luckiest girl in the world. And I wouldn't change it for anything.

What should I write about today? I sometimes ask him. 
"Me!" is often his reply.
So today, I do.

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  1. I LOVE YOU!!!! :-* Your the best girlfriend ever. I couldn't stop smiling with ever sentence of this blog. I am serious about the still cuddling, kissing, and rubbing noses when we are 80 years old lol. I look forward to holding you in my arms every night :-)

  2. Awww this is so sweet!

  3. You're so cute! I meant every word. I love you too! <3

  4. Thank you, Mama! I definitely know how lucky I am! =)


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