When I first met Jed, I was living in California, just forty-five minutes from him (if the traffic gods were kind). When we started dating, twelve years ago, we could see each other relatively often. Since then, I've moved to Utah (far away), and then to Chicago (even further). I've gone from being a student to working to being a student to working again; now I'm working full-time, for the first time in years (did I mention that I started a new administrative position this fall?), and keep being surprised by how much time a day job takes. I've broken up with Kevin and gotten back together with him. I've had two children, who despite childcare, still eat up a ridiculous amount of time. (Largely delightful time, but still, time.) This is not what most people picture when they think of poly relationships!
All of which is to say that my relationship with Jed has gone through a lot of changes over the last twelve years. I've gotten older, crankier, more harried, and less fun. He's had to be really patient with me, especially lately. Luckily for me, he's a patient guy. Just one of the reasons why I love him.
Happy anniversary, sweetie!