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We met when we were 13. Now we’re getting married. The end. That’s all that needs to be said, as far as I’m concerned. However, “certain people” thought that I should write a more “heartfelt” account, so here we go: As my succinct and totally flawless narrative above states, Anastasia and I did meet when we were 13 years old. It was middle school, and the relationship began as any relationship did for teenagers in 2009; by texting each other's friends to find out if there was something “going on” between us. Direct communication was gauche in those days - at least it was in the very beginning. But what began as two hormonal adolescents with silly crushes quickly became something much more. Through the time we spent together, we began to realize that the connection we shared was greater than teenage antics. We were best friends. We spent some years apart. Learned different lessons, tried different things, but the one thing that never changed was that we each held a flame in our hearts for the other. It was a truly validating experience to find out that what we felt for one another when we were only children still lived within us after years of walking separate paths. That spirit of love and commitment has propelled us through each new stage in our lives, to find us now here, about to be married. I know, it may seem as if I’ve glossed over specific details and events. If I had attempted to write a historical account of the relationship Anastasia and I have shared, I would likely get details wrong. My memory is … foggy… on specifics. Anastasia is good for those things though, it is one of the many, many reasons we complement each other so well. So, I will leave you with this: Young love may be - and usually is - just that. Young love. Sometimes it fades away as quickly as our fledgling years. It can also be the first signal of a far greater love. One that will transcend every limitation and obstacle it encounters. The love we share is far beyond the reaches of my descriptive powers, so all I can do is ask Anastasia to be my wife, to spend the rest of her life with me, and know that she understands the rest implicitly.

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