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#28—Cross It Off!

Number 28: Love unconditionally, whole-heartedly, and fearlessly.

I cannot wait for the someday that I’m sitting with our kids and they ask about the story of us. I’ll tell them:

“We got engaged on a Friday night.” One day I'm going to tell our little Greek Americans that I asked their mommy to marry me over banana pancakes in my pajamas at the end of a long week.

“We drank champagne on a Saturday afternoon.” They say nothing in life—especially life in New York City—is free. That’s a lie. Go to any bar the day after you get engaged and the bubbly won’t stop.

“We were complete on a Sunday morning.” This past year was the first time I have ever been so completely open about my personal life and relationship. For the first time, I didn’t care about who gave me a weird look when I uttered the word “girlfriend.” I don’t know how to describe how it feels to share that experience with someone, other than the clichéd “complete.”

I feel even more comfortable, secure, and taken care of in this relationship than I could have ever imagined. I have a future wife, who I truly love unconditionally, whole-heartedly, and fearlessly, and one who I know loves me back in exactly that same way. We have 154 people in our lives that aren’t afraid to show us their support. 154 reasons I don't feel like I need to give up.

For the first 12 hours, words like “fiancée” and “bride” kind of freaked me out. Now I use them with pride. This was something neither of us has ever envisioned for ourselves, yet here we are: fumbling through the beginning stages of planning a big fat Greek/American lesbian wedding.