Young and Moony-eyed

Today is our five year wedding anniversary.  Five is a good round number.  Five is something to stand on.  Five means we must be doing something right.

Was this that long ago?

Did we live here...for two and a half years?

Was I THAT BIG?

Was he THAT SMALL?

Or THIS SMALL?

Were we THAT DRUNK?  (Obviously this one is not chronological)

I wrote this in a journal not long after we got married, and nothing has changed.  We are still young and moony-eyed.

“i know that we are young and moony-eyed, and at the risk of sounding naive, it’s just so easy. it’s easy to be in love, i don’t stretch and we don’t meet in the middle, because neither has to leave where they are to be together. i’m proud and flattered and i have the ultimate freedom to never have to apologize for being what i am, to not be afraid to misstep, to not hold my breath. c’est une vie sans souci. it’s hard not to smile about it all, and why would you try to fight it.”