Ten years ago yesterday, Erin and I stood in a church in Omaha, surrounded by our family and friends, and vowed to pledge ourselves to each other, to death do us part.
So far, so good!
It’s hard to believe that it’s just been ten years; in some ways time has blurred by, and in other ways, it feels as though Erin and I have been together forever. It’s a similar feeling to soon after Vivian and, later, Nora were born. Can you believe that, in about a week Vivian will be three years old? And yet she is so much a part of our lives that we can’t contemplate her being anywhere but here.
Yesterday, my parents came over and took care of the kids while Erin and I went out to eat at one of the least kid-friendly restaurants we could find in the city, and we had a great time, just enjoying each other’s company. I could see us doing that again in another ten years. Thanks for the first ten, honey! It’s been a wonderful fourteen years since I’ve known you.
My mother-in-law Rosemarie is here; she arrived earlier today and is staying for Vivian’s third Halloween and third birthday. Vivian demanded to drive out with me to meet her at the airport, and she handled the crowds and the waiting like a trooper. And Rosemarie was delighted to see her, of course.
Things are going to be busy this week. I have another website commission and work to do on The Dream King’s Daughter. I also have a blog on poverty that I promised Dundurn, and I intend to get to work on that soon. So expect sporadic posting, but I do hope to review Terry Pratchett’s Nation, talk a bit about launch events for The Young City and announce that the first rewrite of The Dream King’s Daughter is now complete. Keep your fingers crossed.