There are no words to express just how thankful I am that God gave me you.
In a world where finding someone to love, having them love you back, and staying together has become an arduous task, I was blessed with having you.
Thank you for loving me. For loving not only the good but also the parts of me that I do not like. My eccentricity, my unconventional ways, my sarcastic humor, my simplicity.
Thank you for being patient with me. For putting up with my whining, my drama, my constant paranoia. For giving me endless chances to change, while accepting me for who I am.
Thank you for inspiring me to be better. For always believing in me, for being someone who brags about me, but also making me realize I can be more and that there’s nothing wrong in changing who I am when change is for the better.
Thank you for not changing me. For allowing me to still be myself and for not imposing your ideas on me, and instead showing me that we can have different opinions and we can be two completely different individuals, yet still be united.
Thank you for changing for me. For trying your best, each and every day, to show me you want to be the best you can be for me. For allowing me to be a part of your decisions, for making me the first person you talk to when things go your way, and when they don’t.
Thank you for sharing your life with me. For spending the last two decades of it with me, and for wanting to continue to do so. For making me a part of your plans, and for looking forward to a future with me.
Most of all, thank you for choosing me. For wanting to be with me even when there could be other people that are a better fit for the person you are. For making me see, no matter what happens, you will always choose us.
Thank you for letting me see that you are with me not because there is no one else but because you do not want anyone else.