Dearest McHale,
I didn't like you very much yesterday. I mean I might as well be honest about it. You were in a bad mood, and I was bossy. But at the end of the day I still loved you. And even when I said awful mean things and thought I had screwed up our relationship forever (because sometimes I'm super insecure like that) you just made a joke out of them and laughed it off. And while you laughing when I'm mad sometimes pisses me off, it was just what I needed this time. So, thank you for being super amazing.
Thank you for not rushing me even though I know you really want to. Thank you for understanding my decisions as they affect a whole plethora of people outside of our little world. And thank you for being so super patient with me.
As you move in to your new place today, I want you to know that I'm so super proud of you. I'm amazed by the things you have accomplished in your life. I'm in awe of how mature and grown up you are (since I'm totally a immature, slacker child). And I feel so very blessed to be able to call you mine. I pray that you and Alex will become the best of friends and have all sorts of adventures. I hope that he will be accepting of our crazy crew. And I firmly believe that this will be the beginning of something beautiful. A gigantic change for the two of us but something beautiful nonetheless.
I love you.
Love,
Annie
PS - Quit thinking about me because I know they haven't turned on the electricity yet I don't want you getting all hot and bothered.
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