The kids had once again dispersed to their various homes and Emerson and Emily were alone again. The night had been a beautiful one, albeit a late one and the clock was slowly creeping towards the early hours of the morning. Emily didn't feel like heading to bed yet though.
There was something about such a lovely day with her family, and now being sat under the stars in her garden that made her feel so relaxed and at peace with where her life had taken her. If you had asked her over twenty years ago, or rather told her, where she would be now, she most certainly would not have believed you. Despite her need to over-plan everything, she was pretty okay with this.
She looked over at Emerson and took her hand. "I love you," she said softly, smiling.