I told myself not to get caught up in the details at this stage of the game and I’m totally listening to myself.
Happy Monday. I hope you had a nice weekend. Ours was warm, sunny, and lovely. There was this moment in the early afternoon, just after lunch on Saturday, when the sun was streaming in the back kitchen window and the four of us stood there and gestured and imagined what it’s going to look like when we’re done. It felt just like this very moment, fifteen years ago, when we did the same. Just two of us then, as smart and foolish in our twenties as we are now in our forties. Fifteen years ago this week he asked me to marry him. After we bought this shell of a house. What else could I say? As smart and as foolish as I hope I to always be.