Today marks eleven years since I moved to Chicago. It also makes five years since Marc had brain surgery. Both are worth celebrating, for such very different reasons. So much has changed. We are both different people now than we used to be.
He already had Monday off work for MLK day and took today off, to have a long weekend together. I am loving it, especially because of the current weather. It snowed several inches on Friday and now it’s in the single digits. It’s really nice to not have anywhere to be, together.
Currently, I am smelling delicious scents of apple and cinnamon filling our apartment, he’s making some kind of apple bread. The oven is warming the apartment. I am drinking wine. And I am just so very thankful to be exactly where I am right now.