The journaling reads:
This February we celebrate 22 years together. The thing I love the most about us is that we are rarely - if ever - out of sync. Whether we are choosing a house, a holiday destination, or a restaurant to go to tonight, discussing money, relatives or parenting, more often than not, we are on the same page.
Many who step into our home comment on the quiet dance unfolding in our kitchen—a rhythm of movement so instinctive it feels almost choreographed. We move around each other effortlessly, never colliding, always complementing. Always anticipating. A hand reaches for what the other is about to need, a task is taken up before it’s even spoken. And when life calls—children’s voices, a ringing phone, or the quiet indulgence of a glass of wine—the other steps in without hesitation, the dance continuing, seamless and unbroken.
