A memory

And idk why i keep going back to it, but probably one of the very most romantic days of my life that i will ever, ever have.

Sitting in the kitchen, overwhelmed,  making chicken cutlets. He says, lets go. We threw everything into a bag, everything into the truck, a bag of the cutlets and we were off to the beach.

Spent the night on it.

Had sex on the beach, at night, right out in the open, noone around.

Made a fire, made breakfast and enjoyed our time.

Later, went to the boardwalk w our girl.

Came home, happy.

She was 3 years old.

Love should always be the way it was that brief moment in time.

I will never forget it.