Chapter Six - Secure.

 He was always wearing his striped Chevron shirt and navy blue shorts when I'd first see him at night.
 The blue color of his shirt highlighted the crystal blue ocean eyes that he would, in a few years, give to our first born daughter.
I love those eyes.

Blair had to work Thanksgiving, and I did not want him to leave. 

He told me he loved me while saying goodbye in my basement room.
It caught me by surprise.

And, in typical Jenny fashion, I needed time to process.

I did not want to use those words unless I meant them.

24 hours later, I knew.

And, I told him too.

Somehow, through those words, I knew that I was making a choice to travel a different direction than I had previously planned.  There had been someone else, but no one who made me feel the way I felt when with Blair.  Blair's stability and strength sustained me; it balanced out the way I tend to run off of emotional fumes and fed me the energy I needed to believe I was good enough to do what I wanted to do, even on my own.

I carried around a green Franklin Planner as a wallet/purse while we dated. Inside this planner, I had placed a quote that I had cut out of a magazine years earlier. 

"Love is like putting on a pair of warm and cozy pajamas and slippers. That warm, that comfortable, that right."

Secure.

He proposed to me at the place he first saw me in the the middle of March, 2000.

Quiet, private and perfect.

I knew it was coming.

And, this time I didn't need any time to process.

(Blurry picture taken the week of our engagement in Saint George)

To catch up, click on the links below:
Chapter One - Pretty Red Shoes
Chapter Two - Tattoo
Chapter Three - Trash Bags and Dates
Chapter Four - Fire
Chapter Five - Sometimes it's Okay to Turn your Head

Happy 11th Anniversary Babe. I love you.