A relationship should not be measured in months or years. It’s the calibre of the memories that matter. Their impact, their permanence, and the degree to which they change you. I’ve had relationships lasting years I can now scarcely recollect, and hours with others that feel like infinities.

The road is rocky, but it sure feels good to me.

Last month into 2017 and I’ve handled things I didn’t think I could. I’ve grown as a person and accepted things for what they are, I’m  happy.

A couple of times in your life, it happens like that. You meet a stranger, and all you know is that you need to know everything about them.

This time last year, I could have told you who I was, and who I was going to spend the rest of my life with. Twelve months have passed and now all I’m sure about… is that it’s December again.