"Love is all we have, the only way that each can help the other."
Euripides, Orestes (408 BC)
In the beginning, she was mostly a dream.
Slowly, the dream started to fade.
Where once were dreams, reality started to set in.
And the strangest thing happened.
To my surprise, I found that the real HER was much better than the fantasy.
Like replacing whipped cream with a four-course dinner.
She has substance, she has flavour, she exists.
And she is much better than I could have ever imagined.