Until it’s Gone

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Sitting on beach rocks, waves lunging forward then back, my mind drifts to our honeymoon. When we were young. And toned. And deliciously unaware of what our future held. Fast-forward almost 12 years and, let’s be frank, babies and age, transitions and loss, and a tinyish detail called gravity and I wouldn’t trade now for then knowing every year offers authentic, …