But this morning, I couldn't help but wonder (unintentional use of the classic Carrie Bradshaw phrase)...
And hope....
And then email SKr with my thoughts...
That around the holidays in 5 years, it looks something like this: Sarah & Matt live just blocks away, all of us on the Upper West Side. {And in the perfect world of my dream, Jackson's decided to pursue his PhD @ NYU and Liz & Brady venure back to NYC from Chicago} Details, details. It's been over a decade since calling NYC home by then. Thanksgiving morning (we dont leave NY on Thanksgiving 90% of the time due to Lee working the following day, natch) I place biscuits with brown sugar in the oven. We all hang out all day just like so: sweatpants, glasses, coffee mugs filled to the brim, football on in the background (okay, L & M are watching intently...) A child or two that even at their young age give clues as to "oh s/he really is just like Lee"...and Sar and I side eye each other in agreement. And then we get manicures. And shout on our way out: "MATT you're in charge." We get a thumbs up.
Rinse, repeat for all December Saturdays in futureland.
Because when you put it out there, things can become reality :) The silly, the serious, the everything in between.