One year and counting

We’re just two kids that are doing a lot of adult things. Adriana, my wife, is now as old as I was when we first met. Every year I get one year older, and one year wiser. Although I keep getting older, I still act like the kid I was 15 years ago. My wife and I start on adventures together like buying a house together, buying a car, paying bills, working our budget so we still have enough money to buy a box of Ramen. Adult stuff.

We have a sign above our bedroom door that says, “Every love story is special, but ours is my favorite.” That couldn’t be more true. If I had the time, I would tell everyone I come across how I met you, worked my charm and made you fall madly in love with me. If I had the time, I would tell them how the sparks flew the very first time we hung out and how our chemistry was perfect. If I had the time, I would tell them how caring, loving, funny, motivated, strong, faithful and amazing you are.

It’s been one year since we had friends and family come to Twin Falls to celebrate our love for one another. It’s been one year of ups and downs, hard work and too many dance parties in the house to count. This love story is definitely my favorite. It surpassed Sam and Molly’s love story in Ghost after our quintuple date with our friends. Our story isn’t average, and I couldn’t be more content with that. It honestly could’ve made Nicholas Sparks proud.

I mentioned Adriana is now the age I was when we first met because for my 23rd birthday, I wished to marry her. At the time, the thought popped into my head and I thought, “This isn’t a Disney movie. You don’t just fall in love with someone right after meeting them.” But that’s exactly what happened.

I looked up the list of anniversary gifts and the first year anniversary gift is either a clock or paper, depending on how modern you are. So the best way I knew how to give you a paper gift was to write down my feelings for you, and for everyone else to see, in The Power County Press.

Adriana, I love you and I can’t wait to spend the rest of eternity with you. We joke about our story saying how I kept tugging you along trying to get you up to pace with me, and rightfully so, you were hesitant. I’m not faulting you for it, it just means you’re cautious. I was falling hard and fast for you and I was hoping you’d be there to catch me, but I eventually realized we were falling together. Little dangerous, but it worked to perfection. There are so many dates I could think of that have significance to me. January 17, 2014. February 15, 2014. April 27, 2014. March 31, 2015. August 15, 2015. October 26, 2015. August 9, 2016. August 15, 2016. And the most recent, August 16, 2016.

Thank you for giving me all of these memories and intimate occasions with you.

Love, Preston

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