the other day you used the phrase, “when boston is a teenager…”

and my heart sank a few floors.

you mean, at some point, we will have to be in a different phase than this glorious one we are in??

sure, we are in a place far too far from family, we talk more about the budget than we ever have, and we wish we could be out of the apartment life sooner than later,

but i have to admit. i don’t mind much.
{i also don’t mind that my kid will still think i’m cool for a while…}

i love that it’s you and me and that little B, trying to make it happen in our little place off the coast. someday we will look back on this place as “our first place in california” and wish to come back.

you know what makes it glorious?

you: taking me to the pool with this little guy so i could get some sun.
{i know, it wasn’t the beach, but a close second.}

you: making me breakfast yesterday.
you: cleaning my kitchen/doing all of the dishes before i even got up.
you: getting B ready so we could be on time to church for the first time…..ever.
you: holding that kid proudly so i could have the positive spiritual vibes i needed so badly.

you: telling me i looked delicious like dinner.
{i needed that.}

“The odd thing about this form of communication is that you’re more likely to talk about nothing than something. But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings. So thanks.”