Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Early morning coffee, quiet house. Us. 19 years ago today I fussed about with a nervy stomach trying to look as beautiful as I could look for our wedding day. Today, I felt, in his arms (sleepy, no makeup, older, exhausted, slightly overworked and promised) perfect. I felt to be the perfect me. Only with him. (Always with him.) Fortunate. And in love. Our silly photo booth. I kept trying, fussing to get the right one. A picture of us. But our little home. So critical. Sunlight and life. Our story, another chapter.
love today. xoxoxoA