Eight years. That’s how long W and I have been together. And honestly, it doesn’t feel that long. W and I met in during our first semester in college through friends. If you had told us back then that we’d be happily married now, I would’ve laughed in your face. W thought I was stuck up (the nerve!) and I was fully immersed in my studies (when I wasn’t gallivanting around NYC). But somewhere along the line we became close friends. Real friends. The type that you have “what is life?” conversations with. We were all of a sudden doing everything together. Studying, grocery shopping, laundry. It was crazy! And then it hit me. I liked W. Liked liked him. And that was that. We fell in love, got married and here we are! (sharing all of it with you :P) How did your love story begin?
Love (v.): ” To hold dear: cherish; to like or desire actively: take pleasure in; to thrive in”
When we hear love, we think of the more obvious, easy parts of love. Things like hugs and kisses, gifts, romance. But in its true definition, love is more than these basic things. Love is a passionate commitment. It’s an active process that encompasses many things; sacrifice,compromise and dedication among other things. In order to be in love and stay that way, you have to do what it says.