Bringing It All Back

Last week I got to see a few old friends of mine. We were all drinking far too much and laughing at just about everything which made the moment feel like it couldn't be any better. I don't often get to be surrounded by this specific group of friends but I will say... when I do get the chance to be around them again it always brings my head and heart back home. It brings me back to the nights Annie and I would sneak out of my parents house. It brings me back to working at the movie theater with her and the sheer excitement we had when we had realized that I had just landed her a job, and who on earth would ever think us two best friends would ever get anything done working together? What a joke.
I'm also back in leadership class with Chase freshman year of high school and he's saving me seats in class to stop me form having to sit by the kid that always referenced my boobs or my teeth every time I came to class. Or I'm in his Jeep and were going up Burch Mountain to go mudding while talking trash on everyone that had made us mad that week.
I'm back to Black Lake with Devan and watching him get drunk for the first time and he can hardly stand but he doesn't wipe that smug but happy look off of his face because he is in fact drunk and doesn't know any other facial expression at this point.
I love running into my old friends because those memories in Wenatchee that I had thought I buried deep down and had forgotten aren't actually forgotten after all. It makes me appreciate my dumb teen days and thank God that he has given me people that I can run into every now and again and bring it all back.

It's a boat.. In a pool.

No caption needed. We're just out here living our best lives.

"Stress is resistance to living in the moment."

... I know I said no caption needed. But I guess that in fact was a caption after all. 

When you know... well you know.

"Love of my life." A term that I always found people used too lightly in relationships that they had just begun. I always thought it was silly to proclaim someone as the "love of your life" when you surely hadn't loved enough times in your life yet. How could you possibly know? Well, I know. I also now understand that term a little bit better than I had before. When I met Eli I thought for sure that it was too good to be true. Or that I would find flaws before I knew it, or maybe this was just the honeymoon stage, or maybe he was just putting on a show, or maybe he was actually super mean under all of this.

Boy, was I wrong. He's weirdly me with a different physical anatomy. He is unbelievably sassy and so funny. He can throw it back just as easily as I dish it out and he doesn't ever take things too lightly. He also is a "yes" person. I have never EVER dated a "yes" person like myself. If I ask him to do anything like.. go to a wedding or go to Watershed or take a spontaneous trip to Wenatchee... there are no "no's" and that may really be the cherry on top of the cake. In the short time we have been together we have already done and enjoyed so many adventures.. and thats another thing, we have only been dating for a little while but it feels like so much longer than that. I'm so so so so blessed to be dating someone that I can actually call my best friend and someone that I am truly lucky to share a life with.

Aside from all the mushy, gushy, lovey-ness things definitely aren't perfect. I'd be a fool if I told you that things are always peaches and cream and sunshine and smiles. Of course we have our mind numbingly stupid arguments but we always come back from them even if it takes us a night to sleep it off. That's another reason why I love him so much though.. we move on. We don't sit and fester in it and let it over power our relationship.

I guess long story short.. I really love Eli.