
I am sitting in a
computer lab waiting for you to get off of work, and it has me thinking about our new life together. Not even two months ago we were cozy in our little home with our country life and Grand Isle and crabbing and MooMoo and tons of family functions and taking the dogs running in the swamps and birding and our crazy-flexible schedules.

Now, we're cold and living in a neighborhood with the dogs inside and have instant access to parks and lakes and dog parks and gardens and museums and waterfalls and malls and every restaurant in the whole world. The land of many apples and orchards. And living with one car (Seriously. I can't believe we did it.) And you working a job that has hours (and spending 12 hours a day looking for jobs and interviewing with people you don't know and who don't know you which I know is 100 worlds apart from where you came). And me having 10238234 meetings every week. And you venturing out and finding places to shoot and hunt and buy local produce. And learning our area like you were born here.
That's a lot of change. And you did it for me. Even mostly with a smile on your face.
You gave up a lot, Charlie. And I recognize that and I respect that.


(Oh, and happy late birthday :))
I just cried a little.
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