Lovely lips

I’m sitting at work right now, and because I have downtime I thought that I would blog a bit. It’s been two months since I updated this. Two months. The reason that I have been so bad at finding the time to write is because two months ago today I met the love of my life.

 Sure, it sounds black-and-white-old-movie-esque to say that I fell in love at first sight, but it’s true. I did. And, so did she.

I can tell you the first few moments that I thought that I was in love, the moments where I felt like I was in love, and the moments where I knew that I was in love: every single moment involved her lips. The very first moment that she smiled at me, I tingled. She pulled up in her car next to mine and smiled. The only way I can describe how I feel would be to say that I turned into a puddle on my dashboard and car seat. I thought that this could be love. Fast-forward to kissing. I was laying underneath her shaddow and her warmth and our lips hovered for a moment a few breaths apart. We tasted each others breath. I felt like this could be love. Fast forward again to being apart for two days and getting a text message after hanging up the phone: “This is me two days after i met you telling you that i love you and can’t wait to love you more and more and more…” Imagining these words coming from her heart, through her lips convinced me, and I knew this was love.

Her lips and her mouth are beautiful. Our love is beautiful.

Unadulterated excitement

My younger sister, Savannah, is four years old. She is loud, outspoken, and very happy. There is sixteen and a half years between the two of us, but the blood we share bridges that gap. 

Savannah, or (as we call her) Boopie, came to visit Boston once this year and got to ride on the subway. She was so excited and would not stop talking about it. The pure and unadulterated excitement shines off her cute little cheeks clearer than I’ve ever seen on any child’s face. 

I occasionally videochat with my mom and siblings. I got to see Boopie tonight via webcam.

Tonight, I asked her: “When are you going to come visit me?”
She replied: “Umm…Monday!”
My mother interjected and asked if I would really like to take her for a weekend. They live about 3 hours and a boat ride away, so it would have to be well planned out. Mom and her husband, Boopie’s father, want to take a trip to Florida to see my grandmother. Why not leave Boopie at Sissy’s?!
So, with this news Boopie started jumping around and yelling, “yay! yay! yay!”
I told her: “Boopie…when you get here, we can go on the train!”
She immediately ran to her father and exclaimed: “DAD! When I go stay with Sissy, I get to go on the train!”

She ran back to the computer and looked right into the camera. This moment, when she smiled and tried to really look at me through the screen, was beautiful. Her shining, unadulterated excitement is beautiful. I hope she never loses that – and if she does, I hope that she finds it and holds on tight.