One year

I'm not one to talk or be very public about my relationship. It's not because I'm not proud of it or anything like that, to simply put it is that it's special, sacred in a way. Now I know that sounds a bit extreme, but stuff like "being in love" is something that doesn't come upon people all the time and I feel as though it is something a lot of people in our society are seeking. To boast about something that is a gift would just be asking for it to be taken away. I don't think you should shove anything in anyone's face, and this is one of the reasons I stay very quiet about my love life. Before this one, I was that person that never had a significant other and never thought I was going to have one. It's just a thought that goes into people's minds after so many years without having or meaning anything special to someone. And that's okay, I don't think that there is any fault or flaw in that. It's very human.

Yesterday marked one year with the best man I know. One of the best I have come across and I'm not saying this because I am in a relationship with him, it's something many people would say. I remember once people started hearing that I was dating Ali, the response was, "he's a good one, he's a good man." It was what made me drawn to him in the first place. There were always two things that I thought when I saw him: the song "Heart of Gold" by Neil Young & warmth. I know that's vague and kind of cheesy, but that's how I always felt about him. Anyway, I often write about how wonderful all the people in my life are and I usually stay quiet about him in most of the posts, at least when it comes to feelings for him. When in reality he has become one of the most important human beings in my existence and I am beyond fortunate to have him in my life.