Four more days til I head north again. Four more days til' I fly my body to where my heart already is. It's insane. I was just home a month ago, but it feels like years.
The best part of going home now is that it is just getting me ready little by little for the transition. The transition that with the help of amazing friends, an even more amazing mother, and a 6'6'' chunk of amazing man has fast-forwarded immensely. I am going home....a decision that is definite. I have never been so sure of anything in my life. . . and I know I will start 2012 in a different place where my future can really begin. Life doesn't get much more exciting than that folks.
One week from this very moment, I will be in his arms. I don't know how else to explain it, but to say that at that moment. I am "home". It's different. It's scary. It's exciting all at the same time. I anticipate the hurt. I anticipate the pain. But it just never shows up. It's been replaced by a feeling of warmth and unconditional acceptance. If you had told me on March 30th that the arrogant asshole across the bar would have been stealing my heart...I would have politely told you that you could kiss my Yankee-hating ass. . . Funny how things turn out some time.
I'll keep you posted....
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