“Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.” Zelda Fitzgerald
“I fell in love the way you fall asleep, slowly, and then all at once.” John Grien.
This is true, mostly. I knew almost from the moment I met George that I would marry him, although that was intuition, not love. Still, from our first date on, we were almost inseparable, and by the end of our first week of dating I think we both knew we had found something qualitatively different than anything either of us had had before. So yeah, it took me a week—slowly, and then all at once—to fall head over ears in love.
How about you? Did you fall slowly, all at once, or both?
This photo is in honor of my Grandma Resch’s birthday yesterday…she died when I was only sixteen, but I still think of her every day, and she lives on in my heart. 💕💕💕 #family
In honor of Groundhog Day, here are some peonies to remind us of spring! Of course, here in Minnesota we know that whatever Puxatawny Phil says, we are in for at least two more months of winter…
One month closer to spring!
Of the many things I am grateful for today, I am especially grateful that 57 years ago today these two crazy kids (aged 35 and 44, ahem) took a chance and said “I do”. Everything I know about love and loyalty and faith I learned from them, my beautiful and beloved parents. Miss them sooo much!