My trip to Huntington Beach feels like a million years ago. Considering that my hair is long and brown in these pictures, you could say that it was at least two years ago. But quarantine has me thinking of funner times when travel was the *thing* to do and going out where the crowds were was not a nerve wracking experience involving the possible spread of COVID-19
I remember thinking of the absurdity that surfers were out in the middle of December which would be a wish for hypothermia if they did this anywhere in Washington. I was also vastly relieved that I had met the boyfriend’s family for the first time and found that I immediately adored them. I also remember the thrill of feeling like I was with the one and only guy that would ever be for me and knowing with certainty that he would be around forever.
A lot has changed since then, including my hair, world health, and gatherings–but thankfully some things have stayed the same. He is still my forever, and that’s all that counts in the end.
