Every single time I try to write a damn post, I start to tear up.
Maybe it's because I'm thinking about this time, last year, when we were writing all those goofy drabbles about beekeeper nets and Death Eater auctions. Maybe it's all the time we've spent chatting since then, about life and kids and the complexities of trying to balance it all. Maybe it's because I just adore you so freaking much, and am so honored to call you a friend, and really, truly hope that we stay friends, even if the fandom implodes and LJ explodes.
I love you, babe. A lot.
Please know I will always be here, if you ever need anything.