Tonight I began the daunting task of packing up my apartment. As I place my belongings in boxes, I started getting a little sentimental. This was my first apartment by myself in years. In college, I lived with roommates or in a dorm setting. I rented this apartment after the end of two gut wrenching relationships. I moved back home heart broken and generally emotionally destroyed. When I moved here I left a piece of myself in Huntsville. Looking back, I know I made the right choice. I now have the man of my dreams and a job I love. School doesn't suck too much and we have a plan for our future together. I have what I've been waiting and praying for. I'm genuinely blissful with my life! This goes without saying, I am giving up my independence, something I've held onto with white knuckles for as far back as I can remember.
It's a fantastic feeling to have so much support from Wes. I am confident that no matter what happens, we will face it together. This is awesome, because I am used to figuring pretty much everything out on my own. I am no longer a party of one. I'm officially a party of 2 1/2, (don't forget Luca). It's really rad to be a WE!!
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