And what a year it has been...

Yesterday, August 8th, Alan and I celebrated our first year of marriage. We spent the day only doing the things we wanted to. The laundry, still unfinished from the day before, remained untouched. We left the dishes in the sink. We slept in late and took our time getting around in the morning. It was lovely. We then hopped on our bikes and headed across the river to the Chinese Gardens. After leisurely wandering through the quite and sereneness, we poked in and out of gift shops in bustling Old Town. In the heat of the afternoon sun, we headed up to the 30th floor for happy hour at the Portland City Grill. You could see three quarters of the city from a vantage often only witnessed by birds. The drinks were delicious and made our cheeks pink. Soon the crowded venue was no longer what we craved, so back on the bikes again to find a new spot to enjoy together. After an unintentional bypath through the streets of northeast, we arrived at Vendetta where Alan proceeded to share with me his love of shuffle board while enjoying an ice cold lemonade Pabst in the sun. As Johnny Cash crooned to us over the juke box, we flirted like a couple on their third date, eyelashes fluttering in anticipation, bodies brushing against each other and innocent kisses being shared. As the sun started to fall in the sky, we hopped back on our bikes and headed to a delicious dinner at our favorite hole-in-the-wall Thai restaurant. We ended the evening sharing tasty sweet-treats cuddled up with each other on the couch.

It was a lovely celebration of our first year together. All the trials and tribulation of our daily life - work, school, bills, custody battles and the like, were suspended momentarily. We simply got to bask in the happiness that we bring to each other. It felt like reconnecting to all the things that initially drew us together, but with a deeper appreciation of the whole people we are. I really needed that time with my partner in life. I feel rejuvenated and re-centered in my commitment to our relationship and each other. I am excited and ready for what year two will bring us...

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