In my feelings.

In my feelings a bit this week. I took this photo in September of 2019. Ian and I had coffee together that morning.

It wasn’t a date, but it was a date I wanted to remember. We were wrapping up a project in San Diego and heading out on the train that afternoon. I think I knew then that something new was in the works. I remember taking this photo, I wanted to remember this day, this coffee shop. I couldn’t take a photo of Ian and I together, we weren’t in that place yet, I wasn’t in that place yet. I had no idea what kind of place he was in. But I could take a photo of our coffees together, I could take a photo of his bag and his sunglasses next to my espresso shot. I could preserve the moment and remember that that project had already changed our relationship and brought us closer together as friends. I could feel something, and I had hope that it was something special.

A few months back I asked Ian when he’d first recognized that he had feelings for me, he said it was on the train ride home from San Diego in September of 2019. Just a few hours after I’d taken this photo.

In three weeks I get to marry him in front of a small group of friends and family 🤍. It’s fun to reflect on the moments that brought us here, and the friends who walked with us along the way. I’m enjoying this chapter and all of the feelings that come with it. 2023 will be a special year. #ido