With leiron's advice, I delve into this deep, almost forgotten corner of the internet again to write.
I want to borrow your words at this point: I am terribly, terribly happy.
And to add my own: I am scared at the same time.
We "officially" became a couple yesterday, after a year of twists and turns and what-have-you's in between. And today we had our first fight as a couple. The turn of events made me especially afraid. I fear you might change your mind at any time. But this taught me something about myself today. With you, I am willing to be a well of patience.
Forgive me now for my habit of memorializing things; I have always been a slave to the markers of time. Maybe I'd go on to mark more firsts as we go through this journey, but know now that all of this I do to always help me remember to hold on to the feeling of being absolutely, immensely complete the moment you told me you wanted me to be yours.
There will be trying times. After all, we both have conceded that we are difficult people to be with. But as one of my theology classes taught me (forgive my resort to making references to my pompous Atenean education), it's always a choice between Egypt and the Red Sea. I choose you--the sea--the future that lies ahead, no matter how frighetning the prospect is. All I am armed with is my faith, in this and the good things to come.
I love you, Nikki. Remember that from now on.