Memorial Day
It’s been raining, dark, and cold all day but when I arrived home today, Mykala had put together an indoor picnic. I walked in the door and there was the love of my life in a floppy sun hat, wearing picnic clothes, cold drink in hand, Beach Boys playing in the background, picnic blankets on the floor, Roman Holiday queued up on the television.
We’ve been trying to figure out our budget and our next place to live and I’ve been drowning in details of financial planning and adulthood. Yet, if we’re safe and warm and happy and in love, well, then those are just details, aren’t they?