It’s Valentine’s Day morning, and Beth is lying in bed next to me in a hotel room in Salt Lake, so I thought I’d sneakily pull out my phone and blog about how perfect she is for me. We’ve been best friends for six years and four days now, and I don’t know how I was ever happy without her. Probably had a different definition of happy back then, I guess. She has strengths that complement all my weaknesses, and she has just enough weaknesses to make me feel like I’m contributing something to the relationship too. And now she’s waking up, so I’ll stop.

I love you, Bethy!