The Flight of Firsts… Part 1
As I drifted off to sleep, I could feel my legs—so restless—in my soft jersey sheets, trying hard to catch every last minute before my longest travel journey to date. I reached out for Daniel since I knew it would be the last time we would fall asleep together for some time. For us, this … Continue reading The Flight of Firsts… Part 1
She's gone to Paris 