Lunch today with Ryan. Look at that gorgeous lady. I mean, really.
I made us filthy burgers (beef, barbecue pulled pork, bacon patty), bagged sweet potato fries, and homemade chocolate peanut butter ice cream. She baked chewy chocolate chunk cookies (oof). Never a dull meal with us.
I swear, you guys, just when I think I can’t adore this human being more than I already do, we have an afternoon like this one: the first half spent in wonderful conversation with Steve, the second half spent in deep contemplation and emotional revelation with one another. I recognize myself more in her than I ever realized, and vice versa.
This is the best kind of friendship – one that keeps getting stronger, deeper, more open, more connected, more affectionate over time. I love her. And I am lucky.