We snuggle together, limbs lightly covered with a worn and tattered blanket, my cheek against his shoulder, his chin resting atop my head.
Birds of a feather, snug in our nest.
He asks, “Has it really been eighteen years?”
I nod, my cheek nuzzling his soft t-shirt, the comforting texture felt against my skin upon movement making me want to repeat it.
“It doesn’t seem like any time at all,” he says.
I smile at that. Because the time overall has flown… But it’s also been a long damn time.
“I can’t believe it,” he says. “The time has flown by.”
“That’s because,” I explain, “I’m so easy.”
“Well, I wouldn’t say that,” he counters.
“Oh?”
“No, you’re… Not easy.”
“No?”
“No. You are pleasantly difficult.”
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This week, the Wicked Wednesday meme is celebrating its tenth anniversary.
I celebrated ten years of blogging with a Wicked Wednesday post a few months ago.
So for this WW milestone, I am sharing another/different one of my own: This past weekend, my husband and I celebrated our 18th wedding anniversary.
Like a bird… Time flies.
(It flies fastest, I think, while nesting.)
Many, many congratulations to you both. ❤
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Thank you. 🙂
“Pleasantly difficult”.
That’s a pretty good description for both Rosa and me as well.
Yes, I thought you might relate. 😉
Wonderful to have that history with someone – I think I am ‘unpleasantly difficul’t at times, but then I suspect we all are, 😀
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That is such a wonderful compliment: pleasantly difficult! Loved reading this 🙂
~ Marie xox
Yes, I suppose it is. 🙂
Ah, pleasantly difficult – I’m not sure it gets better than that. 🙂
It’s what works, apparently. 😉