From a probate to forever
Fifteen years, and we are just getting started.
The first time I saw you. You did not know it yet, but that day quietly set the course for everything after.
Eight years of small, steady deposits into your orbit. I was playing the long game, knowing the withdrawal would be worth every minute of the wait.
Right on time. Worth the wait. Every deposit redeemed in a single message.
COVID put me in a hospital bed. You were there for every step of it, without flinching. That was the moment I really knew.
Sitting in the airport, before our flight, I asked you to be my girlfriend. You said yes. The trip became about something more than where we were going.
Walls of our own. A roof we chose. The first thing we built together, and far from the last.
You said yes, and Dallas inherited the mother he was always meant to have. Two gifts in one day.
The dream we both held, here in the world. Eight pounds of proof that patience pays.
