In the event that I grow old and return to remember these, I will remind me, of which there is this bundle we never learned how to let go, then time eventually will lead you through and half of this bundle will be gone, to pieces.

Then, there is this bundle we refuse to let go, fearing how we will forget and let the things that meant the most to us fade, to nothing.

Then, there is this bundle we are all expecting, not knowing what comes next, but believing that the best is around the corner.

These bundles weighed a load and slowed dreams down, but with what seems to be the best thing I’ve heard, as of today, in this year and a half we share, ”I am already treating you like my wife, I will love you forever.” It didn’t slow down anything. It just kept me going. 

In the event that I grow old and return to remember these, I will remind me, how that, just kept me going, how that, will bring me back here to remember these.