Dear Aydin,

Over the last 14 years we’ve made many memories and built a life together. And through the ups and downs we’ve stayed by each other’s side no matter what.

We traveled more than 21,000 miles together cross-country visiting all lower 48 states in a Honda Civic and we didn’t kill each other. It was a trip of lifetime and I got to share it with the person that I love the most — you.

I want to continue making memories with you for all the days of our lives.

You’ve always believed in me. And I believe in us.

You’ve always looked beyond my faults — loving me for who I am — the good and the bad. I can’t promise I’ll always pick up my socks but I promise I’ll keep on trying.

A few months ago as we lay in the bed you turned to me and said, “no matter what happens you’ll always be ‘the one’ for me.” And it was at that moment every fear, every insecurity, melted away and I knew in the depths of my soul there was no one else that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I just didn’t know it though; I felt it.

When gay marriage started sweeping the nation, for whatever reason, we never felt compelled to travel across the country to get married — just for the sake of getting married.

Marriage isn’t about tax breaks and benefits; those are great and all. But ultimately marriage is about two people loving each and wanting to share life’s triumphs and tragedies together — forever.

As a journalist, I’ve had to keep track of every gay marriage court case, every legislative vote and sometimes it’s so easy to get caught up in the “right” to marry, forgetting the “reason” for marriage — love.

And I love you Aydin Koymen. And I want you to be my husband.

Will you marry me?