I met Christopher when I was fifteen. And when I was seventeen, five years ago today, he asked me to be his girlfriend.
Except he didn't. He actually just said, "I like you. Maybe we should start dating."
You can imagine how many ways I dissected that one when I got home. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe? M a y b e.
Despite his choice of words, we've been dating ever since.
I hear a lot of people say they're so glad they didn't end up with their high school boyfriend, or that they're a completely different person today than they were in high school, so their relationship then would never work now.
We're both completely different people than we were in high school, but we grew and changed together. Senior year and graduating high school and choosing colleges and figuring out how long distance works...we did that together. Since that day five years ago, Chris has been a part of every change, every big decision, every heartache, every accomplishment, everything. The good, the bad, the ugly. He's been my best friend through it all, and I think that's the most important thing. Because best friends laugh together. They cry together. They figure life out together. And that's what we've been doing for the past five years.
And now, some fuzzy pictures from high school. We were still working with the iphone 1, people.
This is from the first iphone that had the front-facing camera. We had no idea where we were supposed to look. I have approximately three months of pictures where our eyes look like this because we were looking at our own faces instead of the camera.
