Our little home

I am setting up my home.
It's a cozy apartment that my soulmate and I will call ours in 84 days.
I am buying curtains, hanging pictures, and TRYING to leave him him some space for when he gets here.
All about our little home I'm sure you will find traces of our upbringing.  I have begun a "Gift Closet," which at the moment is only a basket filled with potential gifts.  As well as a collection of gift bags and tissue paper for presentation purposes.  We won't keep peanut butter in the refrigerator, but you will find a healthy supply of canned drinks within.
This is the home we will share with our friends and family for the next year or two or three or more.
We will celebrate Christmas here in just 5 months.
This will be our home because we will share it together, not because of peanut butter or tissue paper, but because every night I will fall asleep next to my soulmate.
How lucky am I?
I get to see him everyday. Touch him everyday. Hold him everyday.
It's not fair to the rest of the world that I am so incredibly lucky, but, dear World, I am not taking it for granted.
We are not taking it for granted.  We say "I love you" incessantly.  We spend copious amounts of time holding each other's hand.  We both choke back tears every night we have to kiss good bye instead of falling asleep in each other's arms.
Dear World, we will make you proud, but dear God, we will never be able to repay you.