Six years ago Ryan and I honeymooned in Salem, MA. I dressed up as a scary doll and he was Freddy Kruger (sigh). You should’ve seen the look on the line of women in the ladies’ room! I don’t think any of my costumes have frightened more people than the scary doll. As soon as I can, I’ll find and post a picture.
Anyway, my honeymoon was the most romantic week of my life. It confirmed that I’d found the one person who wouldn’t think I was weird for wanting to take a moonlit walk through a cemetary, or go traipsing through a haunted house or watch a scary movie through the narrow spaces between my fingers. The night before Halloween we walked to The Lobster Shanty for dinner in the pattering rain. As we walked by the cemetary, I sighed and tucked my arm through his and said, “I’m so happy I found you.”
Six year later, I feel the same way.