Erin and I were married six years ago today.
I remember, I showed up at the old stone train station and most of the guests were already there. Erin looked so calm and beautiful in her cream-coloured, felt dress. She had made this simple bag out of scraps of maroon canvas and old, oversized buttons. What a lady.
Yesterday, I found little Jane playing with that bag. She had put her two favourite toys, Big Baby and Little Baby, inside. She carried it around the house looking proud of her beautiful bag and beautiful babies. So much like her lovely mum.
Happy Anniversary, Erin. Wear the moose hat tonight, ok?