Two years, six months have passed, all before transplant, from the day the Fisherman looked me in the eye and asked . . . “are you ready for this?”
I looked back . . . and answered with a strong, “I will be.”
little did I know what he was talking about was not the next days but the next two years, six month of our lives.
Those two and a half years of our lives has brought many amazing things. . .
many things I have held close.
It seems this life the Fisherman and I live . . . comes so fast.
and in the blink of an eye, I have news
Charming‘s betrothed. . .
and she’s lovely.
celebrations w/ bubbly ready to pop
long talks with that Philosopher son
nice lunch shared @ best Nanas
another beautiful day
that brown eyed girl’s love
talks with a nephew
friends to practice portraiture with