Where do I even begin.. On our wedding date (10/21/17) we'll have been dating for 11 years, 11 months, and 16 days. If you do the math..that means we were 15 and 16 when we started dating.  I first met Richard when he randomly showed up on my door step one night with some mutual friends. Neither of us knew it but that was the beginning to our "love story". It was not "love at first sight" but with Richard's persistance we eventually became inseperable.  We have been throught a lot together, from our first awkward group date at the Frackville mall to moving to Philadelphia together to buying our first home. I attribute a lot of our relationship to our college years. We went to different colleges and were often apart for weeks or more at a time. This was difficult for a relationship but it also made us appreicate our relationship even more.  After college we decided to take the next big step and move in together...in a whole new city. We didnt kill each other, even though we may have came close a time or two. I frustrated him daily with my clutter and he frustrated me daily with his deep fryer but we survived.  Now here we are planning a wedding and the rest of our lives together. 

It is difficult to put nearly 12 years of a relationship into a small paragraph. Sometimes it feels like only yesterday we were getting ready to hang out down at kings or planning parties together after prom. Other days it seems like we have already shared a lifetime of memories together.  We have shared with each other some of the happiest moments of our lives. We have held each other during some of the lowest and hard times of our lives. We bicker and drive each other crazy but at the end of the day we wouldn't have it any other way. He is my person and I am his (...at least I think I am).