So, I’m sitting at home casually browsing the internet waiting for my boyfriend to get home from work. He comes home and knocks on the door, which I find odd because he usually just lets himself in. Annoyed that the dog is going mental, I fling the front door open and see him standing there holding this, with a ridiculous grin plastered on his face. An early birthday present he had custom-made for me by Duane, his coworker. All he said was, “Happy birthday baby.”
The detail work in it is beyond anything I’ve ever seen. It truly is the best present I’ve ever received and it now has a new home on the living room wall. The best part? It’s one of a kind. And I own it. I’m so happy I introduced him to Doctor Who, because it’s become such a big part of our life together. And I’m grateful to him for knowing how much it means to me, enough to have it brushed into canvas.
My boyfriend is amazing, and I’m lucky to have him and The Doctor in my life. My love for both goes beyond the limits of time and space.