Readers, Hey everyone I hope all is going great with you. I was looking at the calender this morning and it hit me. Tomorrow Ruth and I will be together exactly three months. In the past, I've been told there is that honeymoon period in which you will feel like a little kid, the butterflies and everything and than it will gradually just stop. But of course that never meant you didn't still love the person. But with her, I still get literal butterflies and day in and day out she makes me feel like a little kid. I know counting three months as a landmark sounds well insane, but with us its different she truly is incredibly loving and incredibly supportive. We have so much in common and what we may or my not have in common we still get behind one another in that shared passion or love for something. Yes, here I go gushing again. But I ask myself constantly how did I get so lucky? She responds with, "Because you were yourself". I was myself because she was herself and I