From the Elf:

I'd be lying if I said that my relationship has been perfect. If it was perfect, I'd be scared.

I don't know how people can go through a relationship, call it perfect, and then at the first sign of serious trouble, cut it loose. It doesn't make sense. Anything that's important takes work. You can't expect roses and smiles all the time. Sometimes, you're going to have thorns and thunderclouds.

This isn't revolutionary thinking but it applies perfectly to me. Elizabeth and I have had our fair share fights. We've been angry with each other, we've hurt each other, and we've both done things that we regret. And yet, we've never gone to bed with a fight unresolved. We've never been so angry with each other that we've refused to work it out. And there's never been a time in my life where I've been happier.

6 months. Holy shite. I'm still surprised sometimes that we've lasted this long. Yet, cosidering how we both feel, 6 months doesn't seem like the right amount of time. Maybe if we threw the word "years" in there instead of months it would feel right. But regardless, I'd just like to say that through all the thunderclouds and lightning storms, we've only grown tighter together. I hope that whatever happens, we don't let this thing slip away. It seems too precious and too rare to just let it go.

Here's to 6 months love. May we continue to grow together and continue to believe that whereever we are, there is home.

Devotedly yours,
Chris