The Power of Love

I think I'm going crazy. Either that or I'm actually in a real, loving relationship. It's actually the latter, which to me, is amazing.

Saturday will mark two months that I've been with my "West Coast Wonder". So far I don't really have any complaints- except I could do without the pointless arguments, and the distance. I know every couple has their moments, I'm just excited that ours will soon be together. I'm moving to B.C.!

I know, it seems way too fast, and maybe we are getting ahead of ourselves, but it just feels right. I hope it all works out. I'm planning on leaving at the end of January. I'm really excited. On the other hand, I'm really freaked out.

I went to visit last month for five days. It was amazing! If our little vacation is any indication of how living together will be, I think we have nothing to worry about. However, I've never been in such a serious relationship. We've even started throwing around the words 'forever' and 'babies' and 'marriage'. We are only 23, we have so much time to do all those things, but it is romantic when you hear those words from the one you love. I guess we won't know unless we try.

I'm honestly so excited. But then sometimes I think, maybe this is all too good to be true. How can someone love me that much? I guess I never thought I would find this happiness with someone else. Ever. Or at least not until I was way past the point of caring.

I keep fantasizing about our future together. Even uttering the words "our future together" still baffles me. I know I'm young but I was starting to get cynical and bitter. I lived the single life thinking it was all I had. And then bam! One day things turn around. It is really comforting to know I have someone to rely on. Even though he's far away at the moment, I'm glad I have him to confide in. I hope living together will be a fun as I keep imagining.

I can't believe I'm moving across the country to be with a guy. I never thought I would be the type. I thought I was this independent woman who didn't need a guy to validate my life, which I don't think I do at all, but I'm just so into this it's not even funny. I've always wanted to live somewhere different, especially by the ocean. Why not take every opportunity I have? I'm sure I'll miss my friends and family, but that's what vacation is for!

I just really hope everything works out. If not, that would be a really big let down. I feel pretty optimistic about it, though at this point it's all just talk. It's good talk though. In two months it will be a whole other story. I wouldn't consider rearranging my entire life if I didn't think he was worth it. Oh, the things I'll do for love.