Sunday, January 29, 2012

And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.
by Raymond Carver

We had no contingency plans for the future. We calculated no risk.
We leapt into a cloudless sky with grins on our faces.
We married for love.
It wasn't intentional, but we married on the birthday of both Lewis Carroll and Wolfgang Mozart, and it seems those two chaps took charge of our days, blessing us with music and wild imagination, a harmony of heart and mind that has gifted us with laughter and a deep, deep joy.
Today is our anniversary.
The sun is shining and the air is crisp.
We are off to the woods with Edward and Apple for a long, long walk.
Holding hands.