I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.
After seven years (minus 7 or 8 months hiatus last year) of common-law living, Danika and I are making it official and getting married next weekend. The past year has been a struggle, but coming back together has helped us to see that the time apart was needed to see what we loved about each other. It sure as hell isn't some fairy tale wedding, but it's what's right -- where we belong.