We have been married for 3 weeks, just 3!
It seems like longer, in a good way:).
Occasionally, at random times throughout the day, I will take a minute and go back to a moment.
Just one single moment from our wedding week.
Do you do that?
Does this fade?
I don't want it to.
This morning I went here...
This was 'Sweetie Pie II'...our honeymoon cottage.
If I close my eyes I immediately feel the breeze....
I am sitting on our porch, overlooking the ocean and Chuck is lounging in the hammock.
It's warm...but not hot.
It's secluded...but in the middle of everything.
I don't want to leave, and I most certainly don't ever want to forget.
I take deep breaths, trying to inhale as much of the ocean air and I can.
The waves are big and crashing...some on the sandbar and some on the shoreline.
Every now and again a fighter jet interrupts the serenity of my space, invading the solitude of the day.
Long enough to give me a sense of security...that there are men and women out there, making this moment possible.
Brave men and women.
I start thinking about their sacrifices, and am brought back to this place by a seagull...who has landed on the rail.
I turn my head and it flys off, towards the seemingly endless blue water.
I look at Chuck who has fallen asleep, undisturbed by the noises and winged visitors.
And I am at peace.
I realize I have only a few short days in this place.
Only hours to imprint this memory.
However this feeling, a sense of peace where the heart and soul meet, is mine forever.
No matter where I go.
Three hours, three days, or three weeks.
I have this.