September Took the Tourists and Settled in for Good

The past few weeks have been so full.

Full of life.

Full of difficulty.

Full of good.

Full.

There were a few weeks where my greatest wish was to dig a deep, deep hole and hide there. It was a span of time (that happens in everyone’s life?) where it felt as though absolutely nothing could go right. If it could fail, fall apart, break down, be false, be problematic – it did/would/could . . . and at the most inopportune time possible. Alexander had nothing on me.

This past week has been a recovery of sorts-

Wrapped in the arms of each other’s love.

Reading love, comfort, and safety in your eyes.

Putting one foot in front of the other and knowing that i have a hand to hold – and so do you.

We’ve had travels and tribulations and triumphs. We’ve had whispers and water and weddings. We’ve had leisure (at last) and laughter and love . . .

Four months of bumpy bliss . . . that i wouldn’t trade for anything.

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