Remember when we could sleep late?
Remember when we would go to restaurants that adults frequented? The ones without crayons or paper tablecloths.
Remember when we could cuddle in bed in the morning with no one in between us?
Remember when I could get dressed without dressing 3 other people at the same time?
Remember our conversations that lingered and dissected our life and our future?
Remember dreaming with the one you love?
Remember no interruptions?
Remember you and I?
A glass of wine. And then another.
Truly seeing you for the first time in… too long.
Reconnecting with my friend. Being reintroduced to my boyfriend.
All these things and more are what leaving our three children behind and running away for a long weekend with you gave me. It also told me that it’s still you. It will always be you. Thank you for fifteen wonderful years. Happy Anniversary, T.
All of my love…