Like most mornings, Vinnie is up and getting dressed for the day before I’m out of bed. Today, he leans down and kisses me, then says with a childlike grin, Hey, remember when we got married? That was nice. He said it the morning after… Read More
Jumping Off The Plane
This. Is. Happening. Yikes! That was the text I got from Vinnie as he left work, on the day that we took off for this adventure. I think we all felt that. We all were a little unsure of what exactly we were doing, how… Read More
Vacation Language
Language is a slippery thing. Seventeen years of forgetting words and phrases, and then only a matter of days to have it come slipping back, in my sleep, in my subconscious. We’re in Romania, the country I have been gently coaxing Vinnie to come to,… Read More
