i've noticed there's been a bit of a lull in my writing here. i am sorry for that. so much (good) has been going on as of late that carving out time to jot down our life's happenings and to reminisce on this new chapter has been a challenge for me. but busy is good and busy we are.
as one would assume after moving, we've got little projects here and there, such as putting up flowy curtains, staining wood planks, mowing our sweet little yard, getting rid of pesky ants, moving heavy furniture...etc. all those we-just-moved-into-a-new-house things. result being, andrew and i have found ourselves pretty exhausted at the end of our days. our muscles sore and our minds ready to recharge with a good night's sleep. cozied up in our new, vast bedroom semi-furnished with our bed, a bold fig tree, some hats on the wall, two bentwood chairs and our television we have found ourselves asleep most nights before nine thirty. snuggled together spooning with legs entangled we drift off quickly only to wake fully drenched in golden midwest sunlight.
to put it mildly, it is beautiful here. we've both agreed together we could not have made a better choice in choosingthis old home to be our forever one. it is so us. with that said, being rather exhausted and all, we will take this form of sleepiness any day because we are home and settled and we could honestly not be happier than we are right now. this season of our lives marked by half a decade together is more perfect than i could have ever dreamt it could be.
this past week we settled into what marks the five year period of being married. we celebrated hand in hand over some bubbly and a really good supper at novel sans kiddos so we could really talk and savor and flirt and such. there's something about wearing heels and one's brightest shade of red lipstick that invites a woman to flirt with her man and on our anniversary we did just that. we felt a bit like newlyweds and loved it. i remember exchanging a few giddy laughs at things of silly importance because of the high that such an evening brings with it. the entirety of our outing felt so comforting to me. as i sat across the table from my best friend, laughing, snorting at jokes, smiling, sharing bites, and nustling legs under that old wooden table it all felt so right. it is odd to say that i missed him? well i did. we needed this night more than i think we both realized.
there was a moment after dessert i looked into his hazel flecked eyes and felt overcome with peace. that's what he gives me, this husband of mine, among endless laughter and joy. and so i say, i'm blessed to be forever his and he forever mine and cheers to decades more of what we've got which is downright beautiful.