You know who you are. The person who knows me better than I know myself. My best friend, partner in crime, fellow cookout enthusiast, gym buddy, fellow beach-goer. The person who loves me when I can't love myself. The person who isn't afraid to tell me when I'm full of crap (in a loving way, of course). To the person who came into my life at just the right time, I can't thank you enough. You have been an answered prayer. I didn't expect you to come when you did. When we first met, I didn't know you were going to be "my person." I thought that was a phrase saved especially for Grey's Anatomy. I didn't know it happened in real life. I didn't know you could truly trust someone with so much of yourself- so much of your heart- and have them understand you and support you the way you have done for me. Most people run when things get tough. They're there for you when it's convenient for them, but most of the time they don't stay. You've laughed with me, cried with me, seen me in my worst moments and in my best moments. And you chose to stick it out. You chose to stay. You have allowed me to be myself in a world that consistently wants to change me. You have broken so many barriers and knocked down so many walls. You have made such a positive change in my life in such a short period of time that I am still in awe of God's timing. He knew I needed someone like you, and He placed you in my life and my heart for such a time as this. So thanks for being my person. I don't know how I made it without you, and I'm super psyched that I don't have to anymore.