Celebrating Sterling

Sterling's Birthday was not too long ago, and we celebrated in our favorite way.

Going out to our field.

 We decided if we get married, it would be here. 

Now, don't get tooooo excited. I said if! 

Sterling turned 25. 

And I made him a big breakfast.

I decorated the house, and

I gave him lots of gifts, including the hat he is wearing.

We then set out to take a little hike to our field. 

Our favorite place.

The place of our first date.

"I found you! On the path, right in front of me.."

He says as he hands me some little flowers he picked for me.

He catches me off guard all the time with his stunning good looks.. 

Such beautiful landscapes..

Little Treasures

My Gandalf Stick!! 

"I found you again! You make all my wishes come true"

As he picks this and hands it to me.

He's a cheesy boy.. 

and he's a really handsome man.. 

I look like I'm on an epic journey with this Gandalf Stick of mine. 

One of our favorite pictures of us

Sterling's Mini Cake

We celebrated in the perfect way. No big parties, no loud noises. Only us. 

Just yesterday we were talking about how we are each other's best and really only friends.

We loved hanging out with each other, not because we HAD to, or because there is no one else..

We love hanging out with each other because we are friends.

There is no one else we would rather be with. 

We are in love.

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The Golden Meadow

We have a field. 

Where the summer air was warm, and the balmy breeze kissed and caressed our skin.

Silky ribbons of sun danced and wove around our bodies in an intricate braid.

The wind's whispers cleared both our eyes and our heads 

as our ears buzzed from the hidden voices of the Universe.

The chaos of this Earthly realm faded into dust and disappeared down the trail.

As our souls remembered. 

Our golden meadow. The hidden field. The place of our first date. 

The place of astral meetings, getaways and hideaways. 

Where our bodies became invisible. Where we stood as trees. Where we sat as flowers.

And we flew as the birds. Where we became the warm summer air. 

We became the ribbons sunlight. 

And the gentle voices of the universe.  

We were gone for eternities, but home within seconds.

Returning with sun kissed skin and peeling noses.

As the world fell asleep.

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