There's a story you may have read here before...
It's the one about the girl at a party on a roof. She meets a boy. A nice boy. He's friendly and animated and keeps saying hi to her. She thinks he's a nice guy but she's there to party with her friends. Fate and a best friend guide her to giving this nice boy her phone number. What follows is years and years, chapters upon chapters of this story.
When we started this story we had no idea where it would go. It may have ended right on that roof. Or if not then, maybe that one time he wore that horrible shirt to her company party. Or when she flipped out about a roasted chicken in the car. Lucky for all of us, and for you, dear readers, the story continues.
Seven years after the story began, the girl and the boy are headed to Maui. Never saw that coming on the roof, huh?
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Yep, we're off to Maui this weekend. For no reason, actually. Just to get away. But I really like that it coordinates with the upcoming seventh year anniversary of us meeting.
Here's to stories that will take to you Maui and beyond!
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3 comments:
Hmmmm.....haven't heard the roasted chicken story! Have a wonderful time on Maui! That's where we honeymooned so in a way that is where your story began.
Your posts give me shivers. I love that you celebrate the little things- the passage of time. It reminds me to acknowledge the details of life and treasure the moment. Thanks for (still) being an inspiration to me after 28 years of friendship...yikes, that makes us (almost) sound old ;-)
Thanks guys! And Jennifer, awwww!
Maui was awesome. I'll share our pictures and fun soon.
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