Last night we opened all of our presents- read our cards, read our advice notes, giggled at the hilarious ones, teared up over the sweet ones, and loved every single one of them. I wrapped myself in a Norwegian blanket, we hung art on our walls, and we listened to the wedding dinner mix. Good music, I must say. It was our first night alone together after spending a glorious weekend with family and friends; we ate a normal dinner, we took the dog for a walk, and we enjoyed the sunset.
Tonight the guest bedrooms smells just like my aunt's apartment did when I would stay there as a kid. Her photo was staring back at me from the guest bed where the frame was placed after being on the memorial table at the wedding, along with my grandparents' photos. I know she would have loved the party. All of our family together and celebrating. Two families becoming one giant family. Two people starting their life together. I can feel her presence. Tonight.