Well heyyyyyyyy there! Aaron and I share a birthday week in April and so we skipped town to jet off to Mexico to celebrate together! It was our first visit to Cancun and it was the perfect balance of adventure and relaxation! We were on the flight out to Mexico when I started thinking about how fun and sweet it would be to get some photos on the beach with just the 2 of us. I booked a photographer for our last day of the vacation while I was on the plane to Mexico, haha! I’m a last-minute, spontaneous creature.
And after 5 days of soaking up all the yummy buffets and restaurants, we slipped into our snug-fitting bathing suits and hit the Tulum beach at sunrise. Watching the sun come up is not something on my vacationing bucket-list (because #sleep, ha!) but seeing the colors explode over the ocean was quite possibly the prettiest scene we saw that week.
We spent the next hour doing our best to not let our awkwardness show through the lens. Which meant there were tons of explicit conversations whispered between the two of us. The BEST part was when our photog asked me to hop onto Aaron’s shoulders. Well, sure! Our skin was slippery with lotion and sea water as he bent down for me to straddle the back of his head to get the fun shot. I successfully straddled his head while he started to lift up from his squatting position to a standing position. The higher he went the faster I slipped right off and plunged face first into the ocean. Scroll down to see the pic of our resurrected photo with us still laughing while my eyes were burning from the salt water. haha, good times. I adore these captured snapshots that are filled with silly memories. With our lives here on earth being so fleeting and temporary, time was the most precious gift we could’ve given to each other.
Aaron, you bring out the best in me. I don’t mean the most appropriate manners or whatever else the world expects of us. I mean you make me want to take risks, run wild, drive fast, act inappropriately, and pursue my dreams with a healthy passion. Around you, I start living. I couldn’t tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if it was the second or third or fourth. I described to my roommate that butterflies were exploding out of my tummy moments before you walked through my door to pick me up for that first and last blind date. But I remember the first moment I looked at you looking at me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you. And that I couldn’t bare to lose you. My next breath came without hesitation.. “I love you!” I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake in the morning. I want to be the hand you can’t help but touch when I’m within an arm’s reach. I want to explore the deepest corners of your mind. I want to be stubborn and quick-witted with you. I want to have differences between us and all the hard discussions. I want for you to trust me and for me to trust you. I want your flaws. All of them. I want to love you too much and too hard. Love is the only thing that outlives anything else I could give. I’ll love you forever.