Monday, April 8, 2013
we were meant to send Jasper to my in-laws where he could be pampered and adored for five days while Matt and I celebrated out west.
we were meant to have a few grown up days together - one long date filled with ocean air, mid-morning coffee, late nights, dancing, and martinis.
we were meant to gather around Berit and Gio, two people rooted in the wide love and values that have drawn them together. the sun shined on them and so did all of their friends and family. what a celebration!
we were meant to be out of town while our house went on the market. we didn't over analyze anything and remained hopeful. it turns out, hearing your counter offer has been accepted while standing on Malibu Beach is pretty perfect.
my brothers and i were meant to duck and dive through ocean waves this weekend. i had the giggles, recalling the hundreds of trips to the beach when we were kids. there is nothing better than salt in your hair and the sound of a set rising, then crashing around you.
we were meant to wear these black lace bridesmaid dresses. they were fierce and California now knows that Minnesota is the land of 10,000 good lookin' legs.
we were meant to close down the photo booth, two lovebirds almost five years into this marriage thing - grateful for a weekend to remember our own joyful beginning and all things beshert.
Posted by Meta Herrick Carlson