We were just having one of those I just don’t like you very much, thank you very much sort of days.
Those of you who are married or have been together a while will understand. Occasionally you just have those days. Those days where it’s like honey I love you, you know that I do. But I swear to the archangel Will Ferrel if I hear you slurp those cheerios one more time, I’m gonna fly at you like a spider monkey. All hopped up on Mountain Dew. Put the. bowl. down. Step awayyyy from the remaining milk. Back up slowly. And nobody has to get hurt.
Yea, it was one of those days.
The work was piling up. Our to-do list was spinning out of control. And I…I was spinning myself into tiny circles. Kind of like the love child of Michelle Kwan and Speedy Gonzalez. But y’know without the sombrero…or all the sparkly outfits.
Something. had. to. give.
I needed to get some new head shots anyway for a conference I’ll be speaking at this fall (more on that to come). So we grabbed a camera and headed down to Wooster Square, to catch the last of the cherry blossoms before they’re gone. And let’s be honest, some fresh air would do us good. So he packed a picnic, and I tried to leave my bad attitude at home. And off we went.
When we got there, it was like happy couples on parade day. Every where I looked there were young lovers walking hand in hand, wearing matching trench coats, and gazing lovingly at the pink petals overhead. I swear to you one couple even started waltzing. WALTZING. Right there in the middle of the square. I mean, I half expected blue birds to come land on their shoulders and start singing them a song. While a team of mice made her a new dress.
All of which I said out loud. And even though he was mad at me, really really mad at me… he couldn’t help but laugh. What can I say, I’m funny when I’m bitter. He smiled. And I smiled… And then we waltzed in the square.
But we did find ourselves holding hands more. Gazing upward more. And slowing down enough to find each other again.
J, I’m so thankful for you. Thankful for your incessant cereal slurping. Thankful that you’re the kind of guy who packs picnics. And thankful that I have you to remind me to slow down. To breathe deeply. To laugh more. And that every now and then it’s ok to stop completely…
and smell the cherry blossoms.
I’m stuck in a tree. Send help.
So see that shot there on the left? Yea, we were trying to get it with the self timer. Which really just involved Justin running back & forth a lot. Needless to say it wasn’t working. We were on our 477th try, when this incredibly kind person offered to take it for us. Turns out, she’s also a photographer in the area named Kelly Jensen. And she took it for us without even charging! :) How lucky was that?! Thanks Kelly!!