Where Do I Want to Be in 25 Years...

At my marriage prep meeting with Fr. Jim he asked Mishka and I where we wanted to be in 10 years. We answered with some general things like we plan to have started our family, bought a house, and perhaps be living in Massachusetts. We weren't sure what else to say, but after an incident in my house this evening with my parents I think I have a more specific idea:

Today, my dad came in with an excited glow on his face. He couldn't wait to take off his coat and share some surprising news with my mom.

To give you a bit of background, my mom has a favorite chef, and a favorite restaurant which closed last year. She actually said that when Mishka and I got engaged she would have liked to take us there to celebrate. Unbeknown to my mom, my dad has been keeping tabs on the head chef of that restaurant to see what he's doing now. It turns out that the place the chef is working now is hosting two nights where they are recreating my mom's favorite restaurant of all time.

BUT they didn't take reservations. You just had to send them an email and hope for the best. My dad was originally on the waiting list, but found out today that two people had canceled and so he and my mom will be having a romantic date in the city this Saturday.

I can only hope that after 25 years of marriage Mishka and I are still trying to surprise each other and spoil each other like that. And I hope we still find that much joy in each other's smiles and happiness. Check back with me in 25 years but I'm pretty sure we'll get there ;).