It’s our second anniversary today. I’m feeling a definite combination of “has it really been?” and “it has been only?”. We’ve done a lot in two years: moved cities, started jobs and degrees, had a baby, swam the Tiber.
There’s no one else with whom I’d rather
eat too many treats
watch the latest discovery from the Yale Film Study Center
attempt to do housework
clean barf off of our child
dream about the future
kneel before the Lord
Happy anniversary, my one and only love.