There is a word in German: Lebenslangerschicksalsschatz. And the closest translation is “Lifelong Treasure of Destiny.” It is not something that develops over time. It’s something that happens instantaneously. It causes swirling, like the water of a river after a storm, filling you and emptying you all at once. You feel it throughout your body. In your hands, in your heart, in your stomach, in your skin.
It was at times a long, difficult road. But I’m glad it was long and difficult, because if I hadn’t gone through hell to get there, the lesson might not have been as clear. You see, kids, right from the moment I met your mom, I knew… I have to love this woman as much as I can for as long as I can, and I can never stop loving her, not even for a second. I carried that lesson with me through every stupid fight we ever had, every 5:00 a.m. Christmas morning, every sleepy Sunday afternoon, through every speed bump. Every pang of jealousy or boredom or uncertainty that came our way, I carried that lesson with me. And I carried it with me when she got sick. Even then, in what can only be called the worst of times, all I could do was look at her and thank God, thank every god there is, or ever was, or will be, and the whole universe, and anyone else I can possibly thank that I saw that beautiful girl on that train platform, and that I had the guts to stand up, walk over to her, tap her on the shoulder, open my mouth, and speak.
I’m Ted Mosby and exactly 45 days from now you and I are gonna meet and we’re gonna fall in love and we’re gonna get married and we’re gonna have two kids and we’re gonna love them and each other so much.
All that is 45 days away but I am here now, I guess, because I want this extra 45 days with you, I want each one of them. Look if I can’t have them I take the 45 seconds before your boyfriend shows up and punches me in the face because
I love you
I’m always gonna love you
until the end of my days and beyond.