Ain't Ever Getting Older

The more I'm around Josh, the more I get a feel for us. Every couple is different with different dynamics and quirks. He and I have a crazy connection where we're almost freakishly in sync with each other. We text each other at the same time, think the same thoughts, finish each other's sentences, and even dream the same dreams. We like the same music and the same foods. Josh is like the male version of me, but actually tolerable.
We had dinner with his nephews, mom and dad. I've only been over for dinner once before, and his family holds the same traditions as mine. Always having vegetables, praying, and having manners. I've had dinner with a couple of different families and not everyone holds to that, especially the prayer. As we ate, his young  nephews were being difficult and misbehaving. As I spend time with his family as a whole, I see more and more how dysfunctional and imperfect they are. But it's that dysfunction and imperfection that's perfect to me. They're human and don't hide it. I genuinely love his family. His mom is the nicest and most down to earth person, and his dad is so sweet and funny. They went on vacation and actually thought of me and got a cute t-shirt. I feel like part of their family. His mom referred to me as "aunt [Eve]" over dinner. It took me by surprise. It might have just been a slip or not a big deal to them, but to me it means something. I'm getting close and I love it. I've been afraid to get too close. I've been burned before, the latest time being the worst. I've gotten involved in families and invested in people, all for naught. But with Josh's family, it's different. They're all so amazing in the simplest ways - and I never want this beautiful simplicity to end.