This year has flown by the fastest of my life. I was so miserable for a few years there... my dad died, i married an asshole, had to try to get divorced, then I was trying to finish school, figure out what i wanted to do, and dating an alcoholic with a gambling problem... misery drags time out.
I've never been this happy. Even with Eric gone, this is the best year of my life. Just having him in my life is enough. I'm grateful we had the time to move at a pace with which we're comfortable - which is this weird fast/slow pace, since we built a house together but haven't had to have roomate arguments yet, etc. anyways, I know I'm going to blink and be 50, and look over at him and squeeze his hand, and realize that time flies when you're happy, and I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. Then I'll blink again, and we'll have grandkids and ... what better way could anything end than hand-in-hand with a friend?
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