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Happy monthly anniversary, my love. Another month and the summer‘s heat is starting to die down. We are in what I see as a better place. I have a couple contracts I’ll be picking up soon. They’re not permanent, but they’ll bring us in money and stability for a while as I look for somewhere else that is more stable. All in all I have been fortunate that you’ve been patient and kind and loving. I know you’re worried about the future. We all do, but it will be OK.

 325

Happy monthly anniversary, my love... as we endure the heat and the smoke and the constant uncertainty from my line of work. We get by, but I know a change is needed. I'm grateful for your support as everyone is struggling. It makes me feel less alone. 

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27 years today. 27 years ago we said yes. I've known you for over 30 years now. Odd. I don't feel old. Time speeds along and at the same time not, like how you travel thousands of miles by plane in just a few hours. Distance covered in what feels like a tight space of time. You only realize things have changed when the sights and sounds around you are different. 

It doesn't feel strange, this distance, and that's because you are the constant and the familiar. You anchor the past, present, and future. And for that, I'm in awe. I love you and I hope I always make you feel love and happy. 

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Happy monthly anniversary, my love. Next month is our full anniversary. Need to think of something special for the day, even though you will likely want to keep it lowkey. Doesn't mean it should be forgotten. After all, besides the anniversary, we have something to celebrate. I'm still settling in to the new role, but so far it's working out well. We will have stability for a while and money coming in. And given where everything stands in the industry, it's a miracle and a blessing, but also one where I can't help but feel a bit guilty for having something when others have had nothing for so long.

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We are finally unpacked and settled into our new place. The memory of the old apartment, drafty as a colander and as quiet as a growling dog on your lap, recedes. You have your new bus stop, and I am still sorting out my new running trail by the water. Now that the pictures are up (the final percent in our Moving In status bar), we are residents in this quiet cement cove where the neighbors down the street are the beach and turtles in their protected wetlands. I'm grateful for all your support in the move and what might be a new job on the horizon. Happy monthly anniversary.