Ok, so I said the second blog would be about not knowing what to blog, but I have avoided that one too. You see, today was one of those days when you just stop and think about life, "How did it all go so right?" We spent the weekend up at Flowerdale with my cousin and her new husband, and then down the coast visiting a friend who moved to Jan Juc recently, and just getting the kids and the beautiful Maybe Melody accustomed and at home with the town.
My love is as excited about moving (back for me) to the water as I am, and we are now thinking of pushing our time frames forward a bit (as it's pretty difficult to find houses to rent when everyone's renting them over summer).
The thing that blows me away is that I, finally at the age of 33, have found the person with whom to share a relationship that is everything I have always dreamed one could be, with whom to share dreams and journeys. This weekend has been pretty nearly as close to perfect as I can remember, and ended with the boys and the puppy running up and down the beach trying not to get their feet wet, and the two of us standing on the sand in the moonlight both agreeing that the life we've found, the plans we're moving towards and the journey ahead is exactly what we want. Before her, I was skeptical that this could exist, but am happy to be proven wrong.
Don't worry - not all of my posts will be so schmaltzy I promise. I will no doubt talk about how fucked up elements of society are in good time, and much more about more conceptual topics, but now, I'm just really fucking happy. And given our planned journey to the ocean, there will soon be much more of the "Olas" to discuss and photograph in this little blog.
So for now, I just have to pull out a line from Lou Reed in one of his lighter moments, and say Maybe Melody, It's just a perfect day. I'm glad I spent it with you.