And we can. Because some years aren’t just years. They’re the pebble you throw into the water, and the ripples just keep going.
Here’s a short, reflective piece based on the phrase We Got Married in 2014 we got married 2014
2014 was the year of selfies (Oxford’s word of the year), of the Ice Bucket Challenge, of the last big push before smartphones became everything. But in our small bubble, it was the year of moving boxes and mismatched furniture, of learning that toothpaste tubes have a correct way to be squeezed (hers) and an incorrect way (mine). We were young enough to think love was enough, and old enough to know it would have to be. And we can
We got married in 2014. That year, the world was spinning to different tunes— Happy by Pharrell, All of Me by John Legend—but for us, the soundtrack was simpler: the clink of glasses, the nervous laugh during vows, the shuffle of shoes on a dance floor still wet from an afternoon rain. Here’s a short, reflective piece based on the