the family at 2219
andrea and i often receive mail addressed to "the family at 2219...". we kid about it all the time, about our little family unit. how she is the man of the house with the power drill and i'm the housewife, busying myself with a lattice crust for a pie. but little did i know, 2 years ago when i moved in with her, how all the junk mail would be right...we really are a family. in a heartbeat, we are there for one another, just the way you would be for your siblings or parents. over the past 2 years, our love for one another has truly grown unconditional. i've learned so much about how to be a better person from her. although we have plenty of differences (her love of star trek is not exactly my cup of tea, and the way i wear my pants makes her cringe), but every night coming home is a treat because i have my family waiting there for me. someone who always wants to hear about my day, someone who always has a shoulder for me to cry on, someone who is always willing to laze around on the couch and watch "whose line". 2219 has truly become my home. not because it is where i go every night after work to sleep, but because it is where my family is.