Adanna,

I've been thinking about us a lot lately, and one thing is clear to me: I'm grateful for you. Six months in, and what I feel hasn't faded, it has gotten more certain. You're intense, principled, and confident. You don't pretend, and you don't play with what matters. I respect you deeply, and I love you for the kind of person you are.

I also genuinely admire how focused you are. Watching you show up at Ghroe and still build Donna Hair on the side is one of the things that makes me proud of you. You're disciplined, smart, and consistent. And beyond that, you're present. You're always there, and you push me to do better, not with noise, but with real standards. That kind of love is rare, and I don't take it for granted.

I want you to know I'm also paying attention to the areas we don't always agree, like morning mass. I understand it's not just about preference for you, it's about commitment, structure, and doing things the right way. I'm not rejecting that. I'm growing into it. I may not switch overnight, but I'm intentional about meeting you there, and I want you to feel that effort, not just hear it.

Most importantly, I thank God for you. I pray that He continues to guide us, keep us grounded, and help us build something that is not just sweet, but solid. I love you, Adanna. And I'm choosing you. Calmly. Intentionally. Fully.