We had the same class in third grade. That's when it all started, when I knew that I loved her. I had no idea how much or how deeply, that's something I'd realize years later. It started with a note, just check yes or no. Sure enough, she checked no. She didn't even make it through the rest of the day before she sent one of her friends to come ask me to be her boyfriend. And that's basically how it's always been, she has to be in charge. Even if I make the first move and it was my ideas, I let her think it was hers. Over the years I moved back and forth, always coming back and finding her. No matter how long we were apart I immediately tried to win her over again and I always told her that I loved her more than I could ever explain. After school, we both moved on and went separate directions, both got married and had children. But, I never stopped thinking of her, I just hoped that she thought of me and occasionally smiled. Sure enough she did, once again she made the first move. As soon as she reached out I remembered the promise two dumb kids made in the third grade..."One day we're going to get married". From then on, all I did over the next few years was wait and be whatever she needed me to be. A shoulder, a friend, a therapist, comedian, anything she needed. All she needed to know was that I loved her and would always be waiting for the day she could feel the same in return. It took a while, but every second of the wait was worth it. The life I have now with the family that we have built is more of a blessing than I ever thought possible. Now that we're married it's just another chapter in this beautiful life we're building together. We greatly appreciate everyone's love and support in these chapters, we love you all dearly.