With our wee ones off to my sister's for the evening, my husband and I were able to go out and celebrate a leisurely anniversary dinner together last night. (Thanks for all of your sweet, sweet anniversary wishes, by the way!)
I love that we have so much to talk about, and I love even more that we can be so easy in our silence together, too. It's one of the untold blessings of marriage, I've discovered. Last night during dinner, when there was a pause in the conversation, it wasn't the awkward silence of having nothing to say to one another ... but the peaceful silence of not needing to say anything.
Good food, good drink, good conversation, good quiet ... good times.