Today marks six months of official, capital-r Relationship for Ptah and me. Which also means that today marks six months of actually doing this poly thing I wanted for so many years.
Our time-based celebration thing isn't based on a first date or a first kiss... May 10th is known to us as Beach Day. Beach Day was the first day we both had off of work (and alone) after our budding feelings started becoming impossible to ignore. It was a magnificent and warm May day, and I had been wanting to spend some time at a beach we had driven by together, so we went. We collected pebbles, beach glass, and shells. He took pictures, and I drew in the sand with a stick. We removed our shoes and walked barefoot on the sand. We rolled up our pants and sank into it as well, a few times getting squirted by burrowed clams. We smiled and laughed until it hurt... we fell in love that day. Truly and irrevocably in love.
Of course it feels like longer than six months, after knowing each other for years. We've had our ups and downs, and there will be more. But there will also be more time, and I look forward to it.