Better Together

Today was beautiful. I stepped outside and into the lovely spring air, the birds' chirping song the music by which I danced through the day.

James and I splurged on a second "date" this week and went to IHOP this morning. It just felt like a brunch sort of morning. This morning we decided to split our meal and got something out of the ordinary - a busy omelet and a side of blueberry pancakes. As we waited for our meal to arrive, we played a silly game of creamer-stacking. The original idea was to see who could stack the creamers the highest. He went first, and didn't get very far. My turn next. As I slowly and carefully constructed my tower, he began to cheer me on, encouraging me that I could do it. He didn't tell me what to do, just that he believed in me. When my tower inevitably fell, I reciprocated his loving gesture. Back and forth, this competition slowly turned into an effort in which we each delighted in the other's success despite the fact that the rules of "competition" meant the other's success was our own loss. Eventually he "won" - my design, his execution. Though it seems so small, this little moment of love on display was monumental in my heart.

We're getting in the habit of doing things together and sharing things. A couple of months ago, my poor little car conked so we've been sharing a car. He drops me off early at things and I get up early to drive over to his house every morning. It's not a bad arrangement, especially since we've gotten to spend a lot more time talking. It requires sacrifice of each of us (more of him than of me) and yet he's said nothing of the cost to him. One of the things I've noticed since we've started this is that we're getting better at simply being together, like practiced runners in a three-legged race - everything we do is becoming more and more in sync. I'm loving this process. I can't wait to see it continue!

Two and a half months until the wedding!