Looking forward, looking back.

Well, April 3rd is winding down. I am exhausted. Slowly recovering from a weekend of expensive wine (and champagne), epic breakfasts, long meandering walks, coffee shops, board games/card games, movies, beer, and lots and lots of cuddling. Jon left a few hours ago, he stayed for most of this weekend, plus today (Monday).

On this day (and at about this time of night) 3 years ago, I was in Quebec, emboldened by copious quantities of apricot beer, wrapping my arms around the most exciting, brilliant, wonderful guy I had ever met. For the first time. And I can still remember how amazing those first kisses were, and how exquisite it was to be with him. And nothing has changed.

Happy third anniversary Jon. I love you more than I can say.