Reflecting on getting our keys and spending time in our new house today, I came to realize: this is the first time I’m legally bound to a person I love since Caleb. It’s been a long road. It’s been years and years of trying and falling and aching and mistaking attention and affection and lust for love. And yet all this time, I kept hoping. Dreaming. Believing. Someday I’d make it to a day like today. I’m excited. I’m terrified. I’m so beyond ready for this new start, this turning page in the story of my life. Our lives. The life he and I are building, together.
We made it. We’re home.


















