I took a photo of you on Thursday in your new snow boots, a novelty Christmas gift that quickly turned into a necessity this past week. You stood outside on the sidewalk and gave me all manner of non-smiles until I reached the appropriate threat level, my toes starting to lose feeling in the process…
Category: letters to my loves
lucky thirteen: a marriage and a love story
I’ve been thinking a lot about luck this past year. The year two thousand was a big year for us. We bought a big mess of a house. We got engaged. We planned a big out of town wedding. We got married. We moved into a big mess of a house. It seems…
ten
Of all your years on this planet, nine has been my favorite. So there’s a little part of me that isn’t ready to throw in the towel and call it for ten. But I’ve been watching you this summer, and just as surely as I know those legs grow longer by the minute, pushing you…