Monday, October 13, 2008

100 Words - 10

When I opened your email and saw your workplace and put two-and-two together and realized that you were You, I ran around in a circle on a small patch of carpet. I sat on the edge of the bed and jump up again. I paced. I spun around. You cannot sit still when you have the strongest feeling that you have just started the first minute of a journey with the man you will one day marry.

I still can't sit down after eight and a half years. I can't believe my good luck.

--from Stirrup Queens

1 comment:

Lori said...

I imagine Gilda Radner, all giddy and unleashed and pure.

You two are timeless (you and Josh, not you and Gilda).