Isn't he cute????

Didn't have much to write about today but wanted to post something new. I started browsing through my pictures and found these....

It's hard to imagine Ray being that little.

The other day he was talking to me while standing at the kitchen sink. I don't remember exactly what he was talking about, but when I looked at him, I realized that I have known him almost half my life (December will make 19 years since I started dating him) ( and yes, I was thinking all this while he was talking--probably why I don't remember what he was talking about). It just seems like I've known him forever. It struck me as odd, really. I mean, here is a man, a person I did not grow up with, someone who isn't "related" to me, once a complete stranger, and he's living in my house. We share the same bed. And he feels like he is a part of me. He really gets on my nerves a lot, but honestly, I can't even remember what life was like before him and I can't imagine a life without him. It's just wierd, really, how a person with a completely separate past with completely separate experiences can become such an integral part of me.