"There is no surprise more magical than the surprise of being loved: It is God's finger on man's shoulder." - Charles Morgan

  Michael is magic. Over the years, there has been very little that I have said I wanted in front of Michael and it hasn't appeared right in front of me.  This past weekend there were two instances that were pleasant little reminders of how magical he can be: the first was when I asked for a Sonoran Enchilada and it arrived at my door step within the next 20 minutes, the second was when I said, "I'm craving pink lemonade” and within the next 5 minutes I was drinking a tall glass of it. Realistically neither of those things were probably that out of reach; he works at a Mexican food restaurant and there may have been pink lemonade mix in his pantry, yet it is magic that after five years he can still adore and love me enough that he just responds to me like that with a smile.

  As our five year anniversary approaches (and Valentine's Day) I have been actively taking note on the little things, which remind me how real our love is, that can easily get passed by. I'm genuinely excited for us, five years is a big deal. Not because, I will officially be able to say that we have been together for that long, or that is so rare for young couples to make it here, but after five years our love has endured and caused us to grow together instead of apart. I am so in love and that is magic.

 In no way do I want to come off like my relationship is this perfect love story, because it is not. This year has been rough at times and I think we both considered the strength and dynamism of our relationship at points. 70% of the time I am a brat and needy, and would not want to dates myself.

  I want to celebrate that our love is so strong, enduring and magical, not pat ourselves on the back for sticking it.  I have about zero care for Valentine’s Day, but I want to pretty much spend the week of my anniversary telling random strangers about it (sorry if you follow me on social media bro). For a while, I have been trying to decide on the perfect gift and have finally decided on it. Michael is really going to love it, like really love it and I’m not going to say what it is, and it has taken a lot for me to not wave it in Michael’s face (he hates surprises), but it is awesome.

  Love is real. Don’t force it. Whenever love does decide to come into your life, it will be magical every day.