Ryan brings his fishing pole.
I bring my book.
He brings our double camp chair - the same one that we sat in the night we got engaged.
I bring some cheese and crackers.
And we sit by the lake with all the other families. Poles in the water. Legs stretched in the sun.
And we snuggle, read, eat some snacks, talk and giggle, and watch the sun go down.
I love you so much, Ryan.
Thank you for this beautiful life.