Dear husband (at some point in the future).

The other day we headed down to the Battery Park City Esplanade, which runs along the Hudson with views of the Statue of Liberty and Hoboken. We shared a pretzel, talked at the edge of a goldfish pond and walked through the beautiful Irish Hunger Memorial.

When we're together, I can appreciate these experiences in a fuller sense - first as they are, and again as I expect them to be remembered when our hair has greyed.

I love you.


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