For many people, today is about remembering those who were lost. Ones who should never be forgotten. But I find myself looking for a happier memory. There are enough painful ones, so on this day of tragedy, I'm going to share with you a story of a different kind of bravery. One filled with hope. And love. 11 years ago, one very confused, and very hopefule girl, said the words 'I love you.' for the first time.
It wasn't easy. And the response was not immediate. But it was honest. And most of all it was the best decision I ever made in my life. We had argued shortly before that. But in that argument I found a choice. I could take the easy way out, wallow in my misery and continue along in the secret silence of unrequited feelings... or I could be brave and take a chance. A chance to make sure that this wasn't the one that got away. I loved you then, and I love you now. Forever and Always, Mine.