Everything happens for a reason
Why do I feel like the first time we went ice skating together was 5000 years ago but also feels like we were there yesterday. Grabbing onto the railings like my life depended on it. You looking at me and smiling…admiring something. Not sure what you see, because you look at me in a way that you would gaze at your wife walking down the isle. What do I have that you admire so much?
I am scared to think about what is in store for me, for us, in the future. Scared, and nervous and excited.You bring out the best me, but also the me from high school that looks at life from a view.