Twenty one years with my girl who continues to make me attempt to derive joy from this life. She has changed in so many ways, yet unchanged in the love she makes me feel. My polar opposite in so many ways, yet makes me suspect we're secretly identical twins. Increasingly impatient with me for the smallest of things, yet incredibly patient for the biggest things. Is often as clueless as I am about things, but way better at finding answers. The only real constant in my life.

I want to stay healthy to grow old with her. And for her to think, at that age, that she lived her best life with me.