he + me = we.

I have a confession to make. I was engaged once before Chris. The man I thought I loved didn't love me back. At least not in the way you should love someone you're going to promise yourself to for eternity. Although it ended terribly, it put me in the perfect place to fall in love with someone who would love me back for eternity, despite myself. After that disastrous relationship, I was in a really bad place. I made a lot of poor choices which could have made my life much more difficult than it already was. When I found Chris and he opened his heart to me, it made my life worthwhile. I wanted to be with him. When he whispered - sheepishly - those three small words to me, all the pain, suffering, anger, and disappointment I had been feeling for so many years was gently laid to rest. He took my heart and dipped it in the healing balm of acceptance and pure love. Although my soul was still a little ragged and scarred, it didn't matter. I realized I still had the capacity to love and plenty of room left in it to love this man. His love had changed me but what was left was a new, clean, white canvas. Together we could paint the life I had always dreamed of. The minute he held me close and told me he loved me was the minute my new life began.

I bring you the scraps that make up my soul - you make me whole.