I just want to know that what I have to offer is good enough

My wife and I were driving to the Oregon Coast when she said, “This is a lame anniversary.”

We were in our minivan. In the back seat our 5-month-old baby was sleeping. We’d dropped our older two children off with friends for the weekend, and now we were going to spend a few days in a resort next to the beach. It was October in Oregon. Rain was expected.