On Sunday morning, Stephen and I went back in time. Back to the park where a year ago he nervously got down on one knee and asked me a very big question. My answer was yes and our lives were knit together for the beautiful adventures ahead.
So with a thermos full of coffee, a blanket, and two kites we celebrated this important day we shared together.
As the sun rose to high noon we headed home. Both kites flew their last flights, the thermos empty but our hearts so full of love and gratefulness for each other and all the milestones a year can bring.
I love you Stephen. I’ve loved every adventure along the way and am glad I have the honor of calling you husband.
until next time,