that made me the happiest girl in the world. that day was perfect. and we're looking at many more to come. but the image still lingers in my mind.
i see me and you in some little apartment in winter park. you're going to school a few days a week. focused because the classes you're taking are fun for you and you're about to graduate in not too much time. i help you where i can. i work during the week. teaching or something. and you help me by making me happy. we go to the park. we take long bike rides. go the the enzian. stardust coffee. we photograph. farmer's markets galore. our home is beautiful. cozy. just the way we like it. we cook what we want, when we want. we live 10 minutes from a whole foods. we go to an awesome church. sunday nights. but we go to a bible study on a week night. and the other nights we spend time with each other, or with our awesome friends who love the same things we love. we make plans with them. for our next big ventures. and it gets exciting. on a whim one night, we get matching tattoos. small ones. but it makes us happy. we play music in the park. you find steady music partners. you play folk music galore. and no longer are you the only one with a banjo. we take the train when we want. wherever we want. for adventures. we have a garden. a little herb one on our balcony. and we're happy. happy to be together and living.
