honeymoon happiness management

Put the big rocks into the jar first
Then the smaller ones
Watch how they filter around the larger ones
Settling down in the bottom
As far as they can go
Then the gravel
Each smaller size filling in the spaces
Finding their way into the places
Only they can occupy
The sand comes last
The same sand you felt all week
In between your toes on the beach
The sand you shook from your towel
At the end of the day
The sand from the floorboards of the jeep
And sift it into the jar
Through your fingertips
See how the first few grains
Slide all the way to the bottom
See how much room is left
How much sand can still fit into the jar
And even as it moves up to fill all the spaces
As it gets close to the top of even the largest rocks
The ones you dropped in first
And after almost two years
You wonder is the top of the jar reaching higher
As if by someone’s hands
Spinning it on a wheel
Holding its sides and encouraging them upwards
Because you keep finding more stones
Of all sizes
And always
Every day
More bits of sand
And you never run out of room

And as you watch one small stone in particular
arc and bounce its way through the water
and larger stones in the jar
as you watch it find the perfect place to rest
you are able to finally stop wondering
If there is enough room for all of this
For all of your happiness
For the rest of your lives together.