Warning: Sappy Post Ahead

So, I'm in love. There's just no other way to say it. I feel like that sentence sums up every feeling I have right now. I have an amazing boyfriend, he treats me like a princess, and he makes me the happiest woman in the world. I'm sure my super-cheesy post will go un-noticed, but this is my blog and I want to talk about my wonderful man. But where to start?

Have you ever closed your eyes and imagined yourself in someone's arms? No matter if it was a specific person or if anyone would do, we all know that feeling of wanting to feel complete. Naturally, we understand that we aren't built to go through life alone. No matter what religion we practice, what our sexual orientation, or how we feel about relationships, we all have a deep-rooted desire to have that partner. To have someone you know will do things with you. It's more than a best friend; it's a partnership. Ian and I make decisions together, we compromise, sacrifice, and do what makes us both happy. If I have to give up something arbitrary just to be with him and make him happy, then it's worth it.

Don't get me wrong, I've dated before. I've been "in love" and thought I "knew I had found the one." I was wrong (thankfully!), but I've been down that road. I've been hurt, lied to, cheated, used, etc. That's part of life. It's easy to think your first love is the right one, or that everything is perfect and your relationship has no problems, but that's never the case. You can't know what love truly is if you don't learn what love isn't. But that's the thing I love about my relationship: we KNOW we have our problems, but we work through them. There is absolutely nothing in this world that means more to me than he does.

It's been a long journey for me. Though he'd done the long-term thing before, I hadn't. From the outside, relationships seem like this happy thing full of love and laughter. Turns out, there are fights, arguments, and tears. It just comes with the territory. Now, that's not to say that I'm not extremely happy, but you get the idea. Anyway, I had to learn to trust him. It's not easy to believe that he will "never leave me" when every other guy said that and then left. I had to learn not to assume that a fight meant it was over between us and I REALLY had to stop pushing him to his limit to test him. Regardless of all that, he stuck with me, worked through everything with me, and proved what a wonderful man he really is :)

NOW, the fun stuff. What do I love? I love that he's mine. That's an easy first. I love that he's coming to Europe with me so that we don't have to be apart all summer. I love that I know I will always have someone to protect me, provide for me, love me, hold me, and treat me the way I need to be treated. I love that I can be my complete self around him and feel comfortable with him. I love that I will get to start a family with him and have dinner ready for him when he gets home. I love that I get to satisfy him, encourage him, and support him until he accomplishes every dream he has. I love that I never have to worry about him cheating on me, being lustful toward other people, or disrespecting me in any way. I love that he's so talented in so many areas and that he is skilled to do the most fascinating jobs. I love his work ethic and his drive to get things accomplished.

I love the way he holds me when I cry and tells me everything will be okay. I love the way he gets me coffee when I need it and doesn't make fun of me for my obsession. I love that he encourages me to do what I love and pushes me to make my dreams come true, too. I love that he believes in me and guides me where I need to go. I love that he keeps me level-headed (if you know me, then you know that's a big one!). I love how he possesses what I lack, and vice versa. I love how perfectly well we fit together and how he's everything I need. I love that he encourages me spiritually and challenges me to be the best person I can be.

There are so many little things, intimate things, and personal things that I doubt he will want me to share, but still. I love him. I love him with my whole heart. True Love, the way it's supposed to be. Whenever I think of how much I love him, I always think of these verses: "Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love." 1 John 4:8 
"And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in them." 1 John 4:16

Anyway, I doubt anyone actually read this far, and I'm sorry I ranted. I could honestly keep going, but I think it's time to sleep. In case you can't tell, I love Ian. Very, very much. He is truly the most incredible man in the world and I hope one day I can spend my life with him. 


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