So in two weeks everything has changed. Or has it? It’s more like all those lingering questions that I didn’t dare to dwell on all got answered. Done. The elephant has been introduced to the room, and since I’ve had time to process, I don’t mind dishing it all out:
-REID AND I ARE ENGAGED!-
-I AM GOING TO GRADUATE SCHOOL AT UT THIS FALL-
-REID AND I ARE MOVING TO AUSTIN-
-REID AND I ARE THROWING A FAB PARTY THIS AUGUST-
Obviously there are loads of details about each of those points, but I can’t do them justice here now. It’s still all swirling in my head, and doubtless if you’ve talked to me, I’ve rhapsodized your ear off with all my hair-brained schemes.
I am so blessed to have so much just fall into place. Right now, I’m just sprinting to keep up with the freight train of wonderful madness that is my life. But if you know me, I’d not have it any other way.
I cant wait to see this fellow, Glen Hansard, again. He seemed so entirely sweet and humble. And he played for free.
A bit worse for the travel-wear in Dublin. I dont want to talk about my pink eye or the fact that I STILL cant wear makeup.
Correction from FB, this is my great grandmothers AUNTS ring. We think that it was created in the 1890s. I adore it more everyday.
The Suffolk Cathedral, built in AD 606 and a favorite haunt of Shakespeare, Chaucer, Harvard, Dickens and incidentally Reid Echols and Emily King.
They certainly do not make them like this anymore. Here Reid and I took communion. I found it poignantly beautiful that we each walked up to the altar and knelt as the priests served us the bread and wine.
Well it is! But in a good, good way.
I love so many of the facets of London. This trip was amazing because we discovered so many new nooks and crannies as well as paying homage to our traditional haunts.
So we watched them make this BMW a convertible! Essentially we watched the jaws of life saving this lady just outside our hostel window.
My pink-tinged, smug with his sneaky self, sweet fiancé. Well done.