Sweet, sweet King of Free Valentine. Oh how the world has changed since 14 years ago you romanced me with our first Valentine’s Day together.
Then: Love centered around wedding planning.
Now: Love centers around financial and life planning.
Then: Love meant flowers delivered to my dorm room.
Now: Love means filling up the gas tank when it’s cold outside.
Then: Love meant me finding a killer dress to dazzle you.
Now: Love means hoping I dazzle you in my yoga pants.
Then: Love meant fixing you dinner each time you were accepted to a new law school
Now: Love means fixing you dinner almost every night.
Then: Love meant dinner at fancy restaurants.
Now: Love means restaurants?! What kind of loon would eat at one of those {you have to know the King of Free to “get it.}?!
Then: Love meant no other girl could occupy your heart.
Now: Love means two other little girls share the space.
Then: Love meant no one could make me laugh harder than you.
Now: Love means no one could make me laugh harder than you.
Then: You gave me 2 volumes filled with every e-mail we had ever written to each other.
Now: You converted the garage into a space just for me.
For all of the nows, the thens, the futures, and the forevermores, I give thanks for you. This journey? More than I had hoped, asked, or imagined. Having you at my side? Priceless.
