I’ve been rather “meh” lately about a lot of things. I’m trying to shake this, but I haven’t been very successful. About two weeks ago, my manfriend made me the first snowflake of the season. He left a note telling me that he wanted to share it with me, but he was very critical of his snowflake making skills vowing to create them better next time. When I look at it, I think it looks like the world (in a very abstract form) and I thanked him for giving me the world in more ways than he will ever know. I started to feel a little better about everything and thinking about exactly what I have to be happy about in my life. I tried to do the best I could to carry this feeling around with me, but it was only a matter of time before I started to lose it. Three days ago, I got it back.

My manfriend (with the help of some lovely elves) filled the apartment with snow. He got on youtube and figured out how to make them so they didn’t turn out like “the world.” This man makes me smile, makes me feel special and shows me that he loves me every single day. It’s overwhelming, and I love every minute of it.

Thank you my manfriend. IFLY.