He's Alive!

October 14, 2011

He's alive. And wants to see me. I'm still feeling a little under the weather. I haven't had anything but tea or water since October 3rd. But literally the second his plane hit the tarmac in Philly, he sent me a text with a picture of the beach. He said. "Just landed. Glad to hear your feeling better. Up for a drink or two?" I told him I'd love a drink, but we could catch up later if he's tired. 30 seconds later, he says, "I would like to see you. Text you when I'm back."

So I'm getting ready to leave. I've changed out of the skirt and into jeans. We're meeting at Rum Bar, for Dark & Stormy's, my favorite drink. I know we need to have a talk, but I'm just so excited to see him again. We don't have to have "The Talk." I've just missed him.

Oh- it's a grey and rainy day. He just texted me to say, "I'm glad I have you to brighten my evening." Am I crazy? I think he might be ready for the next chapter.