Never in a million years would I have believed that my life would have taken such a wonderful turn. A crazy adventure of a ton of late nights, whirlwind romantic visits and finally an insane trip across 6 states and 1200+ miles with all my worldly possessions and 5 tiny dogs in tow. It feels like a dream to wake up beside my love, my darling boi, every morning. To reach out and touch her whenever I want and not have to worry about saying goodbye.
We are still exhausted from the trip. So much fatigue that more than a few hours awake warrants a nap. I’m feeling the effects of the altitude finally and fighting headaches and dizziness. We are settling in and nesting. My dogs are being dicks but slowly adjusting. I am a morning person, obnoxiously awake as soon as my eyes pop open and she’s a night owl who likes to sleep in. It’s not perfect but I wouldn’t have it any other way. My heart is happy, the happiest it’s ever been. She’s my heart, the last piece of the puzzle, my forever.
Happy 11 months, Laura my love. Thank you for being mine and bringing me home.
