Lily Brenner

2 years since I met 53.

We don’t have a particular day to celebrate the start of our relationship because we fell in love in a way that’s both a slow burn and a sprint. All I know is it was somewhere between mile 200 and 2200, between the entrance of the Smoky Mountains and the summit of Mount Katahdin, that I found one of my truest companions. In the past 2 years you’ve gotten 12 more tattoos, we’ve lived in two different cities, acquired memberships to 5 art museums, met each others friends and families, read so many books together, and traversed different trails, waters, and countries. I am so happy to have you by my side. Here’s to the many more adventures to come.