Last night was simply perfect. Simple and perfect. Easy. Seamless. I wasn't sure what to expect before your arrival I just knew that I was excited to see you again... had been excited since your call on Tuesday night asking if I'd like to have dinner with you... that you'd like to make dinner for me. Spectacular. Little did I realize at the time how much joy you'd find in that... in the prepping and cooking, even doing the dishes. You were all smiles and it was heartwarming. We chatted and chatted and laughed. Never ending stories of the past and present. And even in those moments of silence as we laid there staring at the ceiling it was perfect. Uncomplicated connection. Amazing hugs.
I don't know what this is or where it's going and I don't even really care. We just are. Making plans for the future and following through - coming and going through time. And I feel like I know you - really know you - more than just the past month of knowing but years of knowing and it's odd and extraordinary and not anything I can wrap my head around. But I don't have to and perhaps that's the beauty of it all. Besides, we have plans to do it all again this week... what more could a gal ask for?
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