Tuscany, 2018

Anna Myers

He swam at sunset and at midnight, played us songs, finished two paintings, rode horses and cooked lunches and I sat by the pool with the dogs and my 5 books because someone has to be the lesser cool sibling so it might as well be me.

It's weird to love something with all that you are but it's also, you know, precious. And tender. And worth ten years of fighting so vicious I thought we'd not survive.

But we did, and now we get a sunset, hey. 

Anna Myers