I read you like a book

The boy, known in my blog as PIB, and I have just finished a fantastic three hour lunch with friends.  Firstly, I'd like to say that this girl has the most amazing friends in the entire world.  Whether their my friends in South Korea, Singapore, Australia, the States, Germany or elsewhere, the people I know are amazing.

On our walk back from Lock n Load, the boy and I were talking about his pre-emptive comments to my future me.  I said, "you knew what I was going to do without me even giving any hint away!" He said, "I read you like a book."  He paused and then said, "Sometimes the page is in gibberish.  Or missing.  Or blank.  But sometimes, that page is in plain English and I can read that."

Oh my goodness.  I can't tell you how much he makes my heart swell.  Seriously.  I told Kara this weekend that I have recognized that I will never have surprises from him.  I will never have flowers or food in the pantry when I come and visit.  But I love him.  And I can accept all of those little things that propaganda has told me comes with love. 

Its different and good and I like it.  It makes me happy.  Estatic.  Elated. 

Only time will tell where this leads.  I will take one day at a time and go from there.  In the meantime, I will remember the good times.....

Ahhhhh!!  I'm so thrilled to be blogging again!!  Welcome back peeps!!


xoxoxo