I realized this morning that I’ve gotta move on. I’d been wanting to write all about the wedding — I still might — before going on the honeymoon. But we’ve left and honeymooned our hearts out and come home and now it’s summer and I miss just talking about the little things.
Like the juicy and fragrant summer berries that I love to stir into my yogurt every morning. And the funny tan line I have from wearing my flip-flops all day long. I love reading trashy books and watching blockbuster films during the summer. I love seeing children with two scoops at the ice cream shops. I love the way summer makes you feel young and hopeful and free, even if you’re 30 with bills to pay and a business to run.
I have some grand plans this summer, but for now I just want to celebrate everything between the plans we make.