Friday, September 2, 2011

A letter to my love ...


Well, dear, tomorrow is the day. Tomorrow, I start out on my own for the first time. No, I never expected this chapter to start this way. I never saw this coming. But here we are. Miles apart. When I imagined the day that I took this step, I always thought you'd be beside me. I thought you'd be the one hefting boxes and putting together furniture. I miss you dearly tonight. And tomorrow I will miss you more. But through the good and the bad, for better or worse, we are meant to be. So, tomorrow I'll pack up and move on my own. I'll hold our little world together until you're back here with me. I know that if you could you'd be right here helping me. And I know you'd love my house. I think you'd be proud of me. I hope you would be ....


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