7 years
A picture or so for every year
So, I met John seven years ago today. He was visiting town, a mutual friend suggested we get a drink, and that's where it all started. We liked each other right away, but kept things casual since we didn't even live in the same city. Over time that changed. He eventually moved to Chicago. He eventually moved in with me. So far, I haven't driven him away. ;)
He is the center of my world, as much as I kvetch about never having any private time. That's a good feeling to have after 7 years.