July 4, 2015
You guys, I did some pretty important things this weekend. And for a holiday that started with two bottles of tequila and a box full of sparklers, I'm willing to suggest that it's kind of impressive.
The first -- I finally dug out an envelope large enough to mail to my niece the American Girl catalogs that I've been receiving since the ill-fated Grace Thomas fiasco.
Secondly, and slightly more importantly, I had a very real conversation with my husband about what I think it means to live a meaningful life. Turns out we're two individuals with the same goal, and two different paths to get there. And we're still trying to figure it out.
I really like having these creative pow-wows with Ryan. We obviously share a life, but we have these aspirations that are ours alone, yet somehow mutually inclusive. And at the end of the day, we both want a happy life together. I like these moments -- the hard stuff -- they remind me that we're building something together, but that we have contribute individually and equally. And if I'm being honest, nothing makes me feel the weight of partnership more than crafting a list of goals that exemplifies just that.
Third -- perhaps most surprising -- folks, JACK DID NOT RUN AWAY. Did not. That's a not, a negative, as in -- he didn't.
Are you blown away?
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