I once heard an adage that writing from pain is easier than writing from joy...I can see the truth in that and the last few months have been a living testament to it. We have been living and, because of that, have not checked in here recently to share that joy.
That living has included so many, many things;
My first Thanksgiving with Meg's family in Louisville where were "officially" allowed to sleep in the same bed!
Meg's second trip to Merry Fishmas were we found ourselves surrounded by our friends at a new location, Yokohama, where the waitress did Sake bombs and said "ho, ho, ho" a lot!:
A whirlwind trip to New York City and Philadelphia to meet Meg's dad, Kim, and his gf, Rosanne, for the first time as we celebrated Christmas, saw Gypsy with Patti LuPone, and where every meal included drinks, appetizers, entrees, and dessert (and I mean EVERY meal):
Our first official New Year's celebration together where we watched the clock turn tucked into each other's arms (and where I didn't stupidly leave before that could happen):
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Where we celebrated our first big milestone as we watched our six-monthiversary pass as merely a flash on the journey to forever while we spun, spun, spun our way around the city:
And where, in the midst of travels and friends and all the craziness of life, we decided to throw our hats into the ring of cohabitation and see where it goes from here...
I know that that path is the right one for me and I want only to know that it's the right one for Meg...We both understand that no matter where we are or how often we check in to share our joys, we're out there living and soaking up all the experiences we can...and taking the time to pause and enjoy the fact that sometimes those things aren't about what we do, but that we're together when we do them: