Sometime during the month of August we went to a yoga class together. Also during that first August you cooked me dinner and invited me over for a BBQ. You came to my brothers memorial golf tournament and snapped some pictures for my family, during those first few weeks, all in August. We went to a concert together (G Love) and in the wee hours of that morning, we shared a first kiss. That was eight years ago, all during August. We never really could decide on “a day” that we met. There were so many chance encounters and auspicious meetings, even before August came and solidified that we were to do some work together in this life – neither of us ever imagining we would be here today, yet I don’t know where I’d be without you.
This is why August is my favorite month of the year.
What a great eight it has been. Plh. #365things #love