N. and I are getting married on September 29 of this year.
Four years and 24 days after he first kissed me on an airplane in a hanger at the Brookings Regional Airport in Brookings, South Dakota.
Four years, 6 months and 19 days after he said something that changed the way I saw him forever. It was like a switch had been flipped and he was suddenly more than a friend. He was always everything I had ever wanted in a man - it just took me that long to realize it. And now he is the only person I can ever imagine myself with. He is my soulmate. My lover. My partner. My best friend. My co-pilot.