Almost five years ago, my husband and I honeymooned in Tahiti. It was amazing, complete with one of those huts over the crystal clear water. We promised ourselves that we would go back for our five year anniversary.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
That is obviously not happening for so, so, so many reasons. As we were laughing about it this morning, my husband suggested that perhaps we can go back after the kids are in college. Ugh, how depressing! So the next time I am in Tahiti I am going to be fat and wrinkly and post-menopausal? I hope not. My sights are set on our ten year anniversary.
In the meantime, I can reflect on the memories. How beautiful is this?