Dear Friends,

I realize that many of you may not have ever clicked through to the actual blog, following through your dashboard only.  But for those who have, and especially for those who have been following since the early days, you know that since the day we finally confirmed that my Baby would be coming to snatch me up and bring me home, I had a countdown in my sidebar. And once we were reunited, I modified it to count up our days together, rather than counting down to the finale of our separation.

Well guess what.  Take a gander at that counter now.  Sweetie, it’s been a year of ups and downs—between us, and in life in general. We’ve been to funerals, fought with family and each other, lost friends, lost confidence, and run ourselves ragged in general.  But it doesn’t feel like that. Looking back, it feels like a year of pure, uninterrupted bliss.  And that’s because I’ve done it all with you by my side. 

D, I hope you’ve realized by now that there is nowhere else on earth I’d rather be.  Thank you for coming to get me, my Love. Week 3 came and went.  Welcome to week 52 and beyond.