One of the topics I naturally stray away from on my blog is my relationship with Adam. Sure, there was that time I told you about how we are capable of getting into screaming matches about picture frames, I've barely scratched the surface on our struggles with finances in relation to our relationship, and I hope in general I've given the impression that I like this man I share my life with very much. But when I look through the archives, I see it doesn't go much deeper than that.
It is so very easy for me to rip open my mouth and spew forth on the screen all my fears, hopes, failures. I can breakdown every thought, feeling and worry to you all. Yet it seems I've found the one topic I don't feel I can share as deeply.
He and I.
Strangely, that makes it feel so much more important to me.
Happy tres años mi amor.
Hurry home, and don't run over any moose while you're up there in the Great White North.









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