Tidewater Autumn

Ferry rides and pumpkin patches and sandy beeches full of adventures and lust, I love the fall so very much. I feel beautiful and full of life and though I may have to have a long conversation with Ken (oops, sorry work dad) I don’t actually care right at this moment. I keep thinking it won’t get any better, but then we sink a little more into the every day routine and I ask myself why I waited so damn long for this.
I was so afraid for so long that I would allow myself the same foolish dreams that would crush  my soul when they were dashed, that I didn’t see what was in front of my face. The boy asked me to meet him at the airport when he got home from Afghanistan. As a wise heroine once said, “Catherine Morland, you are a fool!”
But no more obsessing about that. I have the best plans in motion, but I shan’t ruin the surprise- just in case you do sometimes click on the link that I’ve sent you half a dozen times. That grin, those sparkling eyes and the fingers that wander where they absolutely shouldn’t in any public place (you know I love it) our penchant to listen to NPR for hours and have real world conversations, your willingness to help me and all of my friends with any number of household things. Well. I guess you did make K— try to eat a worm in the second grade, so the least you can do is clean up the disembodied snake in her basement. But still. All the love, the everyday love in the grocery store, the silly kisses and the sweet ones. I’m willing to leave behind this place and this job, but you’re willing to try on breeches and a waistcoat.

Let’s go on adventures forever together. And let’s make it a fall wedding.

PS
My cat misses you. She’s been moping ever since you left, which is entirely unfair and I plan to pay you back in spades when we get our dog.