Today I saw a friend’s photos of Miami and was reminded of the happy time Kris and I spent there a few years ago. My very next thought was “I hope I have a long and healthy life with Kris.”
It was not about Arlo.
It was not about Farrah.
I thought, if only for a moment, solely about my husband and how excited I am about our future. I recognized that my children will not be with me forever, not in the way that my husband will be, and not only was it okay (natural) but it was exciting. I did not expect this of myself, that my heart and mind could be capable of such a thought, but there it was.
Happy (Belated) Anniversary Kris. Sometimes, sometimes, it is all about you.
(I could have waited and told you this story in person but then what would I have blogged about today?)