We woke up about 2 hours later, knowing we had work to do still, thankfully, our room is sound-proofed. We walked down the hall, hand, and hand, so much love passing between us. Our hearts are just so full, I am so happy. Time moves so slowly, as if I'm trying to savor every moment of right now. Saving this feeling, the look in his eyes and the smile of his face. The happiness I feel, completely and utterly in love with my husband, and loved by my husband, my children, my family, and friends. This is what I will fight for, this is what I will picture when shit gets hard. We will have this again. I breathe in the smell of my home, the wood stove, the cigarette smoke that sneaks in from the smoking room, our dogs, gain, pot smoke. Not perfect, but a home that is lived in, that we raised our children in, the place we have tons of memories in, the one we dreamed of, the one we built. Our hall is not that long, but in time wise it felt like it took an hour to walk d
最終更新日 : 2021-06-06
