Tag: long distance love
His eyes are like oceans, playful and joyous and deep. His daddy smiles at me through the blue.
Do I Have Anything in My Teeth?
Reason #1,457 I need my husband to come home: he would never let me leave a sandwich shop with basil in my teeth. When Tim first visited me in Seattle, I dragged him around the city because I wanted him to fall in love with it like I had. Pike Place Market was at the top…
Last First Kiss
Eight years ago this week, Tim kissed me for the first time. It was a risk for us both: I asked him to be my date. He drove across two states. It could have been the most awkward weekend of our lives. He didn’t know my friend who was getting married. He didn’t know my parents,…