I think the only reason I ever doubt how much I love Adam is when my parents make it sound like loving him is stupid.

Like I'm a kid.

Yeah, I am a kid. But I love him. He makes me happy. He makes me feel like a real life magic exists whenever I can set aside every fear just so I can embrace him tighter and tighter.

Adam is young and I am young, and we will grow. By the grace of God, we will grow together and love every change and every thing that stays the same. But if for some terrible reason things don't happen the way I so often dream they will, I can know this:

I loved him. I love him now and no one's opinions or concerns or condecesion can change that. Not even a little bit.