Today is my second anniversary (I guess I’m supposed to say “our” anniversary, but really, it’s just me talking here. My.)
All I’ve got for you is this lineup of images I like to remember from that day. Normally I might be all gushy gushy and go on about how I’m lucky and happy to be married to Brad (I am) and how he’s a really good guy (he is) and how he’s kinda hot (true) and stuff like that, but I am distracted.
As of today, we are moving to Wanakena, NY in a very few weeks. Year -round population: 52 (after we get there). Go on, Google it. Mostly, you’ll find some pretty pictures and sketchy climate information. And the SUNY school information, if you’d like to become a forester.
You know, I hope this isn’t some terrible mistake. There sure are a lot of people and places I love (really really love) here in Utah, but I’ve been straining to leave for years now. Maybe that’s just a sign of immaturity; I don’t know. As soon as moving seemed like a real possibility, my mind perversely reversed itself on Utah. I thought if New York didn’t pan out I could just be happy here, and finally call it my real home. I’ve been for years a place-attachment type person without a place to put my attachment.
But it has worked out, so it’s out for us, with sadness and hopeful anticipation. Happy anniversary to me (us)!