lucky.

i am a lucky girl. i wake up 4 mornings a week next to someone whose first action is to kiss the back of my neck and whisper "i love you." he's the first person i talk to each morning (whether we are together or not) and the last person I talk to before I go to bed. when i send him e-mails at work saying i'm upset, he calls me immediately to make sure i'm ok and talk me through everything. if he goes more than a few hours without hearing from me, he calls to make sure i'm ok. last night i asked him what if we are wrong about everything and he suddenly falls out of love or something happens with us. his response- "i'm not worried about us for at least 60 years. then we just have to concentrate on staying alive."

how can i not crave the day when i can buy all the bridal magazines at barnes & noble when i'm as lucky as i am now?