It's as if I only write in this thing when something major happens in my life.
I don't see anything wrong with that, except i have to backtrack but that's ok.
Anyways, Ben and I have been dating for almost 5 months now. He's wonderful. My climbing partner, my acro yoga partner, my friend, and lover. Unlike the past relationships I had experienced, this didn't start out as an instant romantic pursuit. We first met when we were both in different relationships with other people. He was with this crazy red headed control freak, and I was with ray- a very good friend now, but the relationship, if you could call it that, was severely one sided and left me feeling empty. It was as if fate was working it's magic and we both got out of those relationships and over this past year ben and i got to know each other better and our friendship grew, we spent every day together. The summer was wonderful, learning to whitewater kayak together, climbing together. I had to learn to trust this man with my life before we even started dating. We were apart for a couple weeks over summer off doing our own adventures. He had talked about dating, and I was hesitant at first. Being weary since the last "thing" i had with a friend ended up being a disastrous friends with benefits deal. But when I had to be away from him for over a week, all I wanted was to be with him. So you could say, it began.
Our first date was to Shaver Lake. I came home from Canada and we drove out and fell asleep under the sierra night sky and watched the sun come up over the lake.
It's been 4 months and some odd days and I'm most definitely in love. There's so many things I could write but I guess I'll just sum it all up with this for now: When I'm with him, I know I'm safe, I feel his arms, his eyes, his kiss, and I know that he loves me and nothing can harm me. I've never felt so protected. I'm so blessed to have him in my life.
