This was taken by Courtney, my brother's girlfriend. She really does know how to capture two people beautifully. I think we look very relaxed with each other, like we've been married for a little over four years. Go figure.
Love changes over time. It both sharpens and relaxes. The rules get tighter and looser. The changes are constant. I hope they never end, and that they are (at least mostly) positive.
I used to be such a ranter. I would go off with ferocity, firing away at just about anything and just about anyone. When I stopped doing that as much, this place got a little quieter.
Rants can still make me happy, especially when I go off to Adam and he just gives me a big ol' grin. But a lot of the time they just make me feel crappy, like some crank. And I'm not a crank.
I'm not, right?
So we're back from Columbia. I am so glad to be back. I keep telling people I'm "still processing the experience" (how Berkeley can you get?) but really, I'm not sure what to say about it. It was five months. There you have it.
I'm a writer and storyteller in Berkeley, CA. If you're wondering where that is, follow the smell of patchouli and skunkweed. There you'll find me with my kickass husband, gorgeous little boy, and manic Lab-Australian Shepherd mix pups. I'm represented by Miriam Altshuler of DeFiore & Co., but of course, my views are my own.