The song starts
It's a Friday, we finally made it
I can't believe I get to see your face
It made me think of the first time I went to visit JP in Philly. We had already been dating a few months, and I drove up to his place on Manayunk Avenue. He came out with a huge grin on his face and said, "I can't believe you're actually here."
For two years, I would drive down to Manayunk, or he'd come up to Jersey. Sometimes, when he got off work early on Fridays, he'd meet me in New York and we'd spend the evening in the city. The weekend would pass much too quickly, and even though I knew I'd see him again the next week, I was so sad when it was time for one of us to go.
It's been just over four years since we met. And those days of us driving a few hours to see each other seems like so long ago. It was inconvenient, but it was temporary. Now it's over. And of course, it was worth it.
I know we are still in our honeymoon phase, but being married is awesome. Knowing you have someone on your side, someone who is committed to you as much as you are to them, someone who loves you, who considers you, someone to make plans with and around and for... is amazing. It brings about a confidence that you only get from knowing that you have someone who has chosen to be there for you and support you through it all.
After having a short distance relationship, then being engaged cross-country, it is a relief to finally be in the same place. We try to take a little time each day just to hold each other, either right before JP leaves for work, or right before we go to bed. He squeezes me and gives me that same look he did the first time I visited him; the one that says. "I can't believe you're actually here."
Jenna and JP. Married, and loving every minute of it.