7 Years Dating My Favorite Redhead

Last week marked 2 years since our wedding, and while I didn’t get to posting about our anniversary on here as I was still out working in San Fran, today marks 7 years of dating, and I happen to think that’s pretty special too. Nothing to write home about, but I’ll tell you what, I love Andrew the most.

Of the many reasons why, I’ll keep it to one. 

One thing I love is that we’re years beyond the “honeymoon” phase. Not trying to be melodramatic here as we’re obviously not old and gray yet, but still. Gone are the days of being infatuated with each other, skyping until 5 am when we were in different cities and exchanging love notes in Miami University’s King Library as if we were in 6th grade. 

Literally and figuratively, the “honeymoon phase” has been over for quite some time now. And I feel like that has a negative connotation, but it absolutely shouldn’t. Living regular old life with Andrew has made me realize how special it is to just have someone who feels like “home.” Not someone who gives you butterflies every time you see them (unrealistic, people), just someone who you’ve signed onto a life with who you unconditionally love and who loves you the same way back. Through the laughs and tears, the quirks and annoyances, the fun, the challenges and the anniversaries spent thousands of miles away from each other on account of work trips. Which is no big deal at all, because there’s a lifetime of them left. 

Sentimental words written from the window seat of the 135 bus home (yep…got a new job and the 135 is still my bus, we are inseparable), 

Jenny 

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