From the outside, my life is extraordinarily mundane. It’s routined, predictable and unexcitable. From the inside, I’ve fallen in love with this life.

A life I didn’t really fall into but rather built. Built with a lot of trail and error and I know there are many more to come. More tears, struggles, days I don’t feel like I’m doing enough and a whole lot of heartache. Heartaches from letting myself down but also by others, as this is the way life is. Life, a life I can not wait to share with someone. Someone who is soft as a whisper for me, but stronger than life. Strong enough to challenge me and also carry me on my weakest days. Days that we’ll share together that eventually over time will become the best memories. Memories filled with love, arguments, passion, understanding and making each other better. Better for our one day kids and those around us. One day, I’ll look back at this life and think, ah that’s what it’s all about. About building a life for yourself and sharing it eventually with someone and creating our own little world. A world that only you two exists in. A world that will seem so extraordinarily mundane from the outside but from the inside we will have fallen in love.