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I'm abusing the internet at work (the sucky job, not the good one), and decided to try and make a post of substance. It's a dull day here today, so I've had a lot of time to think.
Today in itself is a special day. Today marks six months for myself and xenoman, which is something to think about right there. Usually six months is the first marker of time spent in a relationship - the first year is probably a more important date, but today I woke up and thought: Well, we're halfway to a year.
And then I thought that it is silly to measure relationships like that.
I'm as happy today as I was on May 5th. He's been my strength through a lot this year - stretching even to before we were dating. He was there, being the supportive friend and making me laugh when I needed it.
A lot of things happened in six months, when I think about it. Most of it revolves around my family. I made a change in my schooling that turned out to be the wrong choice, but now I think it's led me to the right one, and that makes me feel better. Mom got sick, really sick, and that threw a lot of things into perspective. My grandfather died, and in one week's time, we will bury his ashes. There has been a lot of heartache, a lot of pain...
But there are some changes that I'm going to be making soon - some of it is already underway. Changes in employment - I have a new job, that I really enjoy for once. Changes in living arrangement, I hope, someday soon.
And I look out the window and already, stores are putting up Christmas decorations. That thought makes me a little sad - this is going to be the first Christmas that won't include my grandfather.
But despite all the suck that has happened this year, I'm reminded that there is also a lot of good, a lot of smiles and laughter and fun. A lot of that I owe to my friends.
And a lot of that I owe to you, Jon. Happy six months, and here's to whatever may come.