20 years of dating, almost 15 years married, and I still get that same “how is she real?” feeling when I look at you.
Katie,
I love you for the big things and the small things. For the way you show up, the way you care, the way you make ordinary moments feel like they matter. You’ve been my best friend, my teammate, my calm, my chaos, and my favorite person.
After all these years, I don’t just love you: I admire you. I’m proud of you. And I’m grateful that I get to do life with you.
Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. Here’s to us then, now, and always.