Its the strangest feeling. Sometimes when we watch videos of his past, or look at pictures, I feel voyeuristic. I feel like im peeking in on a secret life that I should never know. its so very different from how things are now. And when I watch him, and lissten to him, and see him become nostalgic..it makes me wish I experienced these things with him. It makes me wonder about all the important moments in my life, all the random details, and wish that somehow, somewhere he was there. And vice versa. I wish I could have a story to tell. But everyones stories, big or small, are big to different people. I guess I just feel like Ive known him all my life, already. That I want to be there to share every story with him. Its almost six months. Im really excited, diary.