Banana Pancakes

We met each other at the age of seventeen, still young and free from the realities of the world. Our spirits bloomed each moment we spent together. Nothing could defeat us. We built our relationship upon our hopes and ideas; things that we would someday do together. Travel to Europe, start a band, climb a mountain, make a movie, sail the sea, meet our idols; the list grew with our age. Slowly we proceeded on with our lives, together. We finished school and got our own jobs. Then we got married and had our first child. Then we had another. We bought a house together, then moved into another one. We got a babysitter and went out every weekend. Our love stayed strong through all of our years together. We fought old age with the fiery free spirited exuberance that we held onto from our youth. And we keep rambling on in our drunken gazes about our hopes and ideas; the things that we will someday do together. And I know that we will never do these things. And I am fine with that.