I mail the check tomorrow and bring her home in the next few weeks. There’s some legal paperwork and all that too.
A perfect day; I am nine years old and dreaming, I suspect. But if that is true, as Arwen tells Aragorn, “then it is a good dream.”
I am posting this from my phone in bed, unable to do anything as sensible as sleeping, and wanting to scream it from the rooftops.