Leaving, on a jet plane...

Tommorow morning at 6:15 A.M. we are headed to NYC! So symbolic of our life, our relationship. Being from New York Dom makes the city feel small, and warm, and cozy. I like to pretend I'm a local even, in the morning at the Diner I play along in my mind this is my morning routine.

We fell in love in NYC.
We found out we were pregnant New Year's Eve 2007 in NYC.

We've been to all museums, love Central Park, Chinatown, we eat at the same Italian restaurant on Mulberry St. each time we go.

We've been there 6 times in three years, this will be 7.
We named our child Brooklyn.
Obsessed much.
Yes.

I can't wait for this particular trip though, this one is far more special than all of the others. You see, Dom and I did everything a bit different. We both ended relationships to be together, bought a house, then had a baby, and now, getting married. Friday at noon in Central Park. Just the two of us, simple, and perfect.

It has been a long road for the both of us, but we couldn't be more ready. It's not about the bells and whistles and look at me and my fabulous wedding, it's just us and our vows.

My little world traveler will be there too, but not on Friday. She's staying with her Aunt and Uncle so we can have one day/night to ourselves in the city. Dinner planned and Wicked that night. So romantic and so us. But, I can't wait to have her there in the city, the lights, the noise, the people. She was there last May, just wasn't quite ready to experience yet...

I'll be thinking of all of you as I'm sipping champagne, taking it all in. Okay, I won't be thinking of you at all actually, but I will be sipping champagne.

Cheers!