We  don’t care for each other’s music.

He likes to sleep with the television on; I prefer complete darkness and the soothing sound of a fan next to me.

When it comes to decorating styles, I think, “Less is more”, he thinks, “More is more”.

He’s a morning person. I, am not. Definitely, not.

But it works.

Despite our differences, it works. My yin to his yang gives us the perfect blend of our personalities to keep things interesting. And fun. And laughing. And, if I’m being honest here, the occasional head-butt.

One year ago today we went on our first date. It was, (for both of us), an instant attraction. We knew within the first few weeks that this relationship was going to be permanent.

It’s been quite the year. Quite the adventure.

In October we stood on a beach with a few dear friends and family as witnesses, and we pledged to spend the rest of our lives together. We publically proclaimed our love and made personal promises to one another.

It was by far one of the best days of my life.

This man has allowed me to dream again. He has reaffirmed my ability to fall in love. He has given my heart a home. And as corny as it sounds (and possibly not popular to say anymore), he completes me.  And for all of those things, I will forever remain grateful.

Love to my Charlie on our first anniversary.

Cat