When I think of this year, I think of
- A bench in St. Stephen’s Green, swirling with gulls, inhaling Beanhive takeout
- Joy, exhilaration, and peace climbing back up the coast, framed by gorse and wild wind
- Late night drives through the west coast, peaceful and quiet and content
- Swaying, arms around shoulders, listening to “Visiting Hours”
- A turquoise beach, two bikes, a bag of apples, and a roaring, freezing, inviting ocean
Most of all, I think of
- Adjacent pillows
- 4 stars
- Bao Bun
- Mid-day vineyard wanders
- Primary color and animal print dresses
- Heads out the train, river valley flying by
- Helicopters and firemen
- Insane laughter, many memes
- Profound understanding
- So, so much love and gratitude
Every memory is more beautiful and joyful when we’re together—a blessing. Here’s to more~