#47- My Boyfriend

I’ve been putting off writing about this because I didn’t want to seem gushy and saccharine, but if I’m being honest with myself, there’s only one reason that I can say I’ve been so inspired to make myself happy and my outlook positive. That reason is Josh. I always tell him that he’s the best person I know, and it’s the truth. I guess I’ve always felt that way about him, even before we started dating.

I knew him all through high school, but we didn’t become close until late into 2007. We even both lived in Phoenix at the same time and only had lunch a couple of times. But he was taken, and I was usually hungover, so we never found time. I remember the first time I realized I had feelings for him. I felt sick. I pushed them way deep down and tried to ignore them and when I realized he had feelings for me too I was terrified. I was terrified of losing my best friend.

But you can only fight fate for so long, you know, and on January 3rd, 2008, we went to go see “Juno.” We went back to his (now our) condo and talked for hours and I nervously gulped Vodka-Sprites until my eyes were droopy but I was still terrified. As they say, the rest is history. We’ve been inseparable ever since. He’s still my best friend.

He makes me laugh like no one else. He always knows how to make me feel better. His laid-back attitude is the perfect complement to my high strung antics. He helped me sort my life back out after my wild child days. He genuinely cares about my hopes and dreams and desires. We share many of the same hopes and dreams and desires. He is entirely supportive of everything I do. He is family. We fit together. We live together. I am beyond madly in love with him. I can only hope that I offer him just a portion of what he offers me.

I try not to think too much about what the future holds, but I rest assured knowing that we have plans together. I’m not anxious about if it will work out, because for now, this is right, and I think it always will be. Even if I’m wrong, I have no regrets, because what I’ve taken from this relationship is far more than I could ever lose. I think there are only a few life-changing relationships and friendships in one’s life. This is one of mine, gushy and saccharine and all.

March, 2008; A trip to the White Mountains. This is one of my favorite photos of us.