so, i read this a long time ago and bookmarked it (only go read it if you don't mind a swear word and a harsh sentence or two) . . .
here's my version ::
Hey Love,
Let’s have some coffee. With Half and Half. Drive your truck. With the windows down. And the music on. Almost too loud. Mow the yard. In the sun. Together. The money this month will be stretched thin, but who cares. Do you think I’d actually trade my life for the lives of most of those people out there who WILL pay all their bills on time this month, have plenty of extra money in the bank set aside for retirement, a three car garage? The 30 x 30 house we'll call home is not quite half finished, but it’ll be home and look at the river just down the hill. Let’s build something good that we can’t see with our eyes, and be surprised when it’s our turn to die, realizing that we actually did most of the stuff we truly care about. Gave ourselves permission to be curious. Actually became the people we were born to be. That we discovered our true place on our way through this life and leaned into the deepness of the dark and helped the sun come up a few times without having fallen asleep. Gave the sun no choice but to rise: even it had to find out what would happen next.
Here's to what's next,
~E