“The love we were promised in fairytales was never something for us to find. It has always been something for us to create”. I used to believe love was moving mountains and slaying dragons. Feats of impossible strength and standards. But in the end true love isn’t always about the grand gestures. It’s finding someone who takes the time to learn your favorite stories by heart. Someone who comforts you when life is an overwhelming force. Someone who could walk by your side through life with your hand firmly in theirs and feel nothing but contentment. It’s someone who loves you so fiercely, and so true, that it feels like nothing in the world can tear you down. It’s smiling until your cheeks hurt because your heart, body, and soul overflow with joy that can’t be contained. When the sense of support and stability in the word “home” change from a place to a person. When your spirit finds it’s match in the person in front of you there is only one thing left to say . . . . . . I Do. - Mariko M Gillespie