We met on an ordinary day while he grabbed a beer at the restaurant I worked at, but something about him felt like home. I fell for him somewhere between toe socks and meeting his mom, in the quiet ways he let me in. Our first road trip to Turner Falls sealed it just us, the open road, and laughter that felt like childhood. The proposal wasn’t planned, no ring or grand gestures, just a moment in bed where forever slipped out naturally. With him, I get to be silly, soft, and endlessly myself. Together, we’re a love that feels like growing up and never growing old all at once.