I wanted to make something that felt like us.
Not loud. Not over the top. Just real.
For the laughs. The quiet moments. The way we keep choosing each other.
A couple snapshots that still make me feel lucky.
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Not perfect. Just consistent. (And still learning.)
Birthday flowers — yellow for joy, purple for the vibe, and all of it for you.
There are a lot of things I'm building right now. A lot of hours. A lot of focus. A lot of "head down, let me cook."
But I need you to know something clearly — none of that ever means you're second. It doesn't mean you're not worth the time, the effort, the softness, or the presence.
Right now, I may not be flying you across the world every month. I may not always show up with grand gestures or surprise trips or every little luxury you deserve. But don't ever mistake the season I'm in for a lack of love.
You are loved. Fully. Intentionally. Consistently.
And part of the reason I push myself the way I do is because I want better. For me, yes. But also for us. For the version of life where effort meets opportunity. Where "Team Nom-Nom" and "Team Monch-Monch" get to enjoy what we built without the stress attached.
I don't want you to ever question your worth in my world. You're not an afterthought. You're not a convenience. You're not something I'm "trying out."
You're someone I care about deeply. Someone I'm learning. Someone I'm choosing to show up for — even when distance makes that harder than it should be.
I'm not promising perfection. I'm not promising fairy tales. I'm just promising this: I'm here. I care. And I'm working toward something better, not away from you.
Made with the Muchiest Much Love.
Your Byron Bear 🐻
My favorite view, no matter the day.
"PK approves this love story."