Living in the Sky

When Dave and I were first married, I didn't like living in a floating box. We lived on the 22nd floor and it felt lonely. All I could think about was how far away the city was and how scary-high we were. This year we're on the 7th floor and it's still scary, especially with kids, but it's also the best. I spend most of my day at home and looking out the window makes me so happy. Sometimes rainy, sometimes crazy bright sun, sometimes crazy colors, sometimes a big full moon. I hope that Alta can appreciate it as she gets older and understands weather. Compared to our weather-less year in Fresno, this is fantastic.