Hi guys...
Hey everyone, how are you doing? I'm just sitting here reading the last few weeks of posts from everyone, and just thinking about the hurricane Katrina, and the hurricane Ophilia (sp?). I'm sort of feeling peaceful about my life, and happy to be so safe and sound. Sometimes I feel bad reading on here when you all are upset or going through a hard time...makes me want to help even more.
I've sort of been reflecting on the last few years of my life, esp that of what has been with David. I feel so lucky to have been through what i have, good and bad, because it's gotten me to this point in my life.
After David went to bed tonight I was sitting here thinking about how much I love him, and went on to think about all of the special things we've done together. I just had to share with you how peaceful I'm feeling today. The most favorite memory I have (besides the obvious ones--wedding day/night etc), I would have to say that my most favorite memory would be a ferry ride David and I took.
Right after David and I moved back to Washington, we drove up to David's sisters house (the house David grew up in) to say goodbye to David's other sister Tammy who was moving across the country. On the way back home, we went on a ferry ride. We parked our car and walked up top to see the view, and there was a harpist playing in the lobby area.
So David and I sat at a booth, and just started talking quietly. I ended up leaning against David, and we just sort of snuggled there listening to this really peaceful harp music, while the scenery was floating by, and the sun was beating down on us....in the background we could hear the seagulls crowing and the water sloshing around. It was so nice. Turns out that the guy was selling some of his CD's right there for $10. He does a lot of work with his good friend who is a flute player. I went to the bathroom and David ended up spending our very last $20 on 2 CD's that I love to death, because they're the songs that the guy was playing while we were on the ferry. The soundtrack to my favorite memory!
I have no clue why I'm even bothering telling you this, I'm a dork I know, but it's the little things that count, right? I guess so I can tell you all not to focus on the big picture all of the time, because it's really the small things that count. The small gestures of kindness, the simple things, cheap dates that turn out to be a blast, that really make the world go round.
Miss you all...
I've sort of been reflecting on the last few years of my life, esp that of what has been with David. I feel so lucky to have been through what i have, good and bad, because it's gotten me to this point in my life.
After David went to bed tonight I was sitting here thinking about how much I love him, and went on to think about all of the special things we've done together. I just had to share with you how peaceful I'm feeling today. The most favorite memory I have (besides the obvious ones--wedding day/night etc), I would have to say that my most favorite memory would be a ferry ride David and I took.
Right after David and I moved back to Washington, we drove up to David's sisters house (the house David grew up in) to say goodbye to David's other sister Tammy who was moving across the country. On the way back home, we went on a ferry ride. We parked our car and walked up top to see the view, and there was a harpist playing in the lobby area.
So David and I sat at a booth, and just started talking quietly. I ended up leaning against David, and we just sort of snuggled there listening to this really peaceful harp music, while the scenery was floating by, and the sun was beating down on us....in the background we could hear the seagulls crowing and the water sloshing around. It was so nice. Turns out that the guy was selling some of his CD's right there for $10. He does a lot of work with his good friend who is a flute player. I went to the bathroom and David ended up spending our very last $20 on 2 CD's that I love to death, because they're the songs that the guy was playing while we were on the ferry. The soundtrack to my favorite memory!
I have no clue why I'm even bothering telling you this, I'm a dork I know, but it's the little things that count, right? I guess so I can tell you all not to focus on the big picture all of the time, because it's really the small things that count. The small gestures of kindness, the simple things, cheap dates that turn out to be a blast, that really make the world go round.
Miss you all...