And just like that...she's gone.
Eight months ago our respective GPS snagged each other via @hersocialapp when we both passed through the same town at the same time. There's a million reasons it never should have happened and a million more why it did. The falling was fast and hard and achingly sweet. Full and complete and conscious and sacred. The time since? The wildest of rides. Easy and blissful? Yes. Challenging and difficult? Also yes. But that is life, isn't it? The fullness of it? The complexity and the grit. The peace and the grace. And so here we are. One of us, rooted in space by time and family, the other a vagabond soul who answers tot the call of the moon and the wind and the world. She was never supposed to stay, and yet she did, and for eight months we have learned and grown and laughed and cried and been afraid and still somehow it's all been building a foundation. And here we are, still in love. Stronger than ever. Embarking on this new phase of long distance love. She drove away to today, car packed to the brim, off for opportunity and adventure at the end of a long, cross-country solo road trip. I'm looking around my quiet and empty apartment, wondering what to do next. And although what comes next is always a complete mystery, I can rest in the knowing that was there from the very first day. I love her. She loves me. We don't belong to one another or seek to possess. We offer consciousness and respect and the freedom to choose. We stumble and trip and don't always get it exactly right so we listen and honor and continually dismantle barriers. We ride the waves and feel the feelings and choose to return, again and again. I will miss her more than I can express. But I rest solidly in our love. I choose you @discoveringlove247. I choose you. ** Elizabeth and I are going to share this next phase of our journey at @jeanette_and_elizabeth. Come follow us and our newly long distance love.**