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it was a road trip to get there. nearly an hour of singing at the top of our lungs and watching the city lights come on. i took photos and we neglected the cruise control. we told stories, watched the fireworks and sipped red wine on white white couchs, barefoot but comfortable in a new found understanding that i was surprised to find. but i dont regret it; all that shaking and near tears but he still cuddled close and told me he loved me, that we're family and hes got my back. it felt good. it was near dawn by the time i finally crawled into bed and then my cell phone went off but the person on the other end lived to see another day and thats only because of a bribe. it was a good night and an even better morning so i think ill just sink into it a bit longer and then start looking forward to friday where its supposed to happen all over again