6 months and counting

When one has so much fun in life, the passage of time becomes barely noticeable. This past Saturday, I celebrated 6 glorious months of couplehood with my boyfriend.

The word "boyfriend" still seems odd, actually. I still almost prefer simply using the word "friend". He is my boyfriend, but he is also my best friend. 6 months seems so long. It hardly feels that long. Yet, it feels like I have been with him forever. I can hardly remember what I did before I was with him, yet I regret every moment of my past without him.

He is undeniably the most wonderful blessing God has given to me. I think about how free I am when I am with him. It is a level of unsurpassable trust and security. It is wonderful and freeing to be with someone, able to be wholley myself at all times.

Love: n.

A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person,
such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a
sense of underlying oneness. A feeling of intense desire and attraction
toward a person with whom one is disposed to make a pair. An intense emotional
attachment. A person who is the object of deep or intense affection or
attraction; beloved. Often used as a term of endearment. An expression of
one's affection.

Source: The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition

That describes it. Deep, tender, ineffable feelings of affection and solicitude. I am most certainly disposed to making a pair with him. ;)