I love telling the story of how we met. It's just so strange and awkward and hilarious. Even so, I'm thankful it happened.
From Portland to Ohio and back to Portland, you've been cheering me on this whole time. I know my mom is my number one fan but I think you easily take the number two slot. You talk me up WAY too much but deep down, I love it. Sometimes it's just the confidence boost I need.
You were one of my first glimpses into what it looks like to allow my sexuality and faith to exist together. It has certainly been a rollercoaster for both of us, but I've so appreciated having you by my side throughout that journey. Knowing I can mess up tremendously and still lay it all out there for you to hear means so much.
Jared, you're just a loving soul. I feel no need to change who I am around you. I love when you sing Susan's sweet songs and tell me who I should and shouldn't love on Real Housewives. I love hearing you belt a hymn out and watching the people around you fall in love with your magnetic personality.
Thank you for sharing your snug little home with me so I could get back on my feet.
Thank you for whistle tones and 'No More Night'.
Thank you for being the ONLY person that can really understand the saga that is a certain part of our pasts that we share. <---- So cryptic.
Thank you for pushing me out of my comfort zone. We all need a friend like that.
Thank you for giving us LOOKS on Instagram.
My sweet, sweet Jared, I love you and all that you are.