Today’s the big day- the grand opening of Kivisto Hall and the announcement of the campaign victory. Crazy! Two and a half years of working towards something, and now it’s suddenly here. All the planning and chaos reminds me of a wedding. In fact, I keep asking Marcello if he feels like he’s getting married again. He responds by muttering something in Italian.

Um, I miss my husband. This little pattern of seeing each other on the weekends only reminds me of being in college. In a sense, every weekend was like a little honeymoon, or a string of “date nights.” This is all to say that with us, absence always makes the heart grow fonder.

Happy Thursday!