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Sunday, June 10, 2007 Ob la di ob la da life goes on
I don't think anyone reads these anymore. I know I never do.
She was smiling when he picked her up.
She's happy.
I'm glad.
Saturday, June 09, 2007 The morning after...
Today is the last day in Europe, or shall I say, "the last morning?" I woke up and am down in the lobby a good hour before the rest of the group. I had a great time, partly due to an amazing girl that I spent the entire trip with. There was a small curve ball that I thought I had dealt with quite well.
There was another small curve that I didn't see. That I didn't know I would strike out on.
The thought of not seeing her smile or make her faces or hear her laugh when it's because she's being tickled (don't put your hand in the Jello!) or if it's at one of my extremely cheezy jokes, makes me cry.
No more days spent in bookstores.
No random lunches at ethnic restaurants.
No trips to Minnesota to see the family.
I thought that finally I found someone who really understood me and appreciated me, regardless of my faults. Maybe she does and it's just the circumstances that are forcing this. All I know is that the last three months have been three of the absolute happiest of my life with her.
When she told me, I was as happy as if it were my own.
I love her.