“And the world cannot be discovered by a journey of miles, no matter how long, but only by a spiritual journey, a journey of one inch, very arduous and humbling and joyful, by which we arrive at the ground at our own feet, and learn to be at home.”
― Wendell Berry
http://thisgrandadventure1992.blogspot.com/
I found Bea's old blog a couple days ago :)
I absolutely love it.
I wish she would write more.
Today is her moving day.
It's actually happening.
These past 12 days have been literally perfect.
What am I going to do with myself now?
How do I go from spending every free moment with the woman I love, my best friend, my family
To never seeing her and talking rarely as she takes a season to be single?
I miss her so much God!
She is so wonderful!
She will love it there
she will meet great friends
Sadie will love it too
she will do amazing as a City Year Team Lead
she will bring that team of strangers close as friends by next May :)
she's so great
I want to kiss her right now!
Friday night she showed up to Travis' show. That made me feel so loved. She looked amazing in that blue graduation dress. We met up at Brothers on Park street later and shut the bar down.
It was great dancing with her she is so attractive.
Yesterday we woke up together drove down the 8th ave to get her car took it for an oil change. We played trivia crack and I beat her :) I grabbed some cup o joe while we waited for the oil change then headed back to the house to begin the VERY long day of packing.
Yesterday was exhausting, emotional, and very good.
This was at least my fourth time loading everything she owns into a moving truck.
It felt like I was digging my own grave. With each box she was closer and closer to leaving. But she wants to go and it will be such a great year for her. Doesn't mean it was easy, but it is good.
Last night we came back to my place and she passed out in my bed. I loved it.
This morning she said when she is with me she sleeps through the whole night.
I like that.
I drove her back to Adams Ave for the last time.
Everyone said their goodbyes, finished up the loading,
and she was gone.
I can't express these past two weeks in writing.
I could try words like
perfect, beautiful, great, amazing, wonderful, but they feel overused and in genuine.
I can say with certainty how much I love Bea and how I know I want to marry her and spend my life with her.
12 months ago I feared she would pick mountains over me
I feared she didn't feel the same as I do
After these past two weeks, if I doubt her feelings, panic about her finding someone else, or moving on from me, that is only out of my own insecurities. That isn't from anything she has expressed or even hinted at.
She hasn't stopped talking about marrying me, loving me, missing me, and being with me.
She said she'd be back in a year.
I trust her.
I love her.
I miss her.
The Head and the Heart - Gone
― Wendell Berry
http://thisgrandadventure1992.blogspot.com/
I found Bea's old blog a couple days ago :)
I absolutely love it.
I wish she would write more.
Today is her moving day.
It's actually happening.
These past 12 days have been literally perfect.
What am I going to do with myself now?
How do I go from spending every free moment with the woman I love, my best friend, my family
To never seeing her and talking rarely as she takes a season to be single?
I miss her so much God!
She is so wonderful!
She will love it there
she will meet great friends
Sadie will love it too
she will do amazing as a City Year Team Lead
she will bring that team of strangers close as friends by next May :)
she's so great
I want to kiss her right now!
Friday night she showed up to Travis' show. That made me feel so loved. She looked amazing in that blue graduation dress. We met up at Brothers on Park street later and shut the bar down.
It was great dancing with her she is so attractive.
Yesterday we woke up together drove down the 8th ave to get her car took it for an oil change. We played trivia crack and I beat her :) I grabbed some cup o joe while we waited for the oil change then headed back to the house to begin the VERY long day of packing.
Yesterday was exhausting, emotional, and very good.
This was at least my fourth time loading everything she owns into a moving truck.
It felt like I was digging my own grave. With each box she was closer and closer to leaving. But she wants to go and it will be such a great year for her. Doesn't mean it was easy, but it is good.
Last night we came back to my place and she passed out in my bed. I loved it.
This morning she said when she is with me she sleeps through the whole night.
I like that.
I drove her back to Adams Ave for the last time.
Everyone said their goodbyes, finished up the loading,
and she was gone.
I can't express these past two weeks in writing.
I could try words like
perfect, beautiful, great, amazing, wonderful, but they feel overused and in genuine.
I can say with certainty how much I love Bea and how I know I want to marry her and spend my life with her.
12 months ago I feared she would pick mountains over me
I feared she didn't feel the same as I do
After these past two weeks, if I doubt her feelings, panic about her finding someone else, or moving on from me, that is only out of my own insecurities. That isn't from anything she has expressed or even hinted at.
She hasn't stopped talking about marrying me, loving me, missing me, and being with me.
She said she'd be back in a year.
I trust her.
I love her.
I miss her.
The Head and the Heart - Gone