My dog days are over...

Did you ever notice, how you can be in the middle of doing something and then suddenly, out of nowhere, you remember how things started? Like the first time we held hands, or the first time I dreamt of the future I clinge to? When I conjure those moments in my head, I can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, a sense of pride in the journey left behind. Just look at me, look at us, how far we've come, how long it has been, and how much happier we are. It almost brings tears to my eyes, thinking of everything I got to experience, and it fills my soul with anxiety, thinking of all the things still waiting for me. What didn't kill me, truly made me stronger, and the day I fell apart, was only my beginning.

Never could I have imagined that I would end up here. With people who make me happier than I've ever been, and who love me unlike anyone before. We somehow found each other in the dark, and together we rose up to the light. As corny as it may sound, I think I really might make it this time around. It was not easy to get here, so the feeling of satisfaction is so much greater. I've struggled and wept tears, and most of you can attest to the fact that this whole process of finding myself has been one hell of a ride. And while I'm still not sure I'm quite at the finish line, I know that I have people in my life, who'll help me get there. So as I grow one year older, the smile on my face has never been bigger, and the potential I see for the future, shines brighter than the sun.