A love story.

This is the story of love.

This is a love story.

This is the story of young lovers and old souls and souls entwined.

This is the story of heartache. The pain you feel when everything finally feels so right.

This is the story of a lifetime of lives lived up to this moment when lives converge.

This is the story of love.

This is the story of fleeting moments and late morning marriage at the courthouse.

This is the story of pen and paper and poetic vows.

This is the story of rings that ring true in every chamber and every chamber of the heart.

This is the story of good days and bad days that lead back to good days and forever days.

This is the story of the beginning that never ends.

This is the story of love.

This is the story of love and light and friendship.

This is the story that reminds us all these stories are worth telling and retelling.

This is the story that reminds us that life is worth living. Together.

This is the story.

This is the story of love.

This is also the story from six years ago, on this very date. This is the story of a best friend trusting a best friend that had a photographic eye but no camera of her own. This is the story of not knowing how to use the camera she borrowed from her mom but praying she’d still be able to see what the story was on the other side of the lens. This is the story of a lost hard drive. This is the story of a found camera card in the back of a bedside table drawer. This is the story of that card found one day before a sixth anniversary. This is the story of the universe doing its thing to make sure stories are remembered and retold. I love you guys. Thank you for trusting me with your friendship, your love, your ongoing and forever kinda story.