Vacation to Remember Part 2
As I’ve decided - with the help of the insights of burningeden - to write a separate entry for each day of my wonderful vacation, I believe it’s time for Day Two. We shall begin where we left off. If you are unaware of, unable to remember, or just want to reread what happened before we left off, you can find Day One here. Here we go.
I can’t remember who woke up first. However, one of the little voices in my head is persuading me to believe it was Love. That’s not the point, though. The point is that when we woke up, our fingers were laced. And it was the single best way I have ever woken up in my entire life. Later in the week I would wake up in her arms on multiple occasions and while those times were all wonderful, they did not compare to this. And probably nothing ever will. Taking that risk, breaking that barrier was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I have a tendency to play it safe because I’ve had great intentions blow up in my face too many times. So, when I woke up and our hands were not only still touching but had become even closer and more intimate, that moment was relief, love, delight, joy, and magic all rolled into one. I doubt any morning will feel better than that one.
She had unconsciously inched her way toward me as the night passed and we were rather close together. As neither of us had wanted to sleep under the hotel blanket, we both brought our own and had therefore slept under separate blankets. The blankets provided a tangible barrier between us but it no longer represented an intangible one. From that point on we may have been hesitant but we were no longer guarded.
Friday was spent getting comfortable just being around each other. After some close but not too close snuggling in the morning, we meandered down the street to Burger King in the early afternoon in search of sustenance. [The Butterfinger Pie - which is not on their online menu or I’d link it - comes highly recommended by us both!] This was the first real meal we had shared and the awkwardness, while greatly diminished, was still substantial. Our conversation flowed but not all together smoothly. We were still unsure of how to take all of our history online and translate it into real life. It felt as if we were trying to fit the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle together and each look, each conversation, each moment of laughter was us picking up a new piece and trying to fit it into each other piece. Slowly we were fitting our pieces together and our bigger picture was forming.
After sitting in Burger King long after we were finished, we headed back to the hotel. The rest of the day was spent snuggling. And who doesn’t love a lay around and snuggle day? We watched some TV - What Not to Wear to be specific - and obliterated that wall that was between our bodies. We knocked it down one brick at a time by holding hands, lacing and stroking our fingers together, and holding each other as close as possible. The day, while mellow and calm, was filled with sweet, new romance.
The moment I knew I was without a doubt, eternally comfortable with Love was when I fell asleep curled up between her and the back of the couch. I somehow managed to fit my 5’6”+ body onto that little green love seat with another person and it was the most comfortable I’ve been in my life. We both napped for a while and the ease with which sleep fell over me surprised me. I am not one to ever fall asleep quickly. And when I knew I would allow myself to sleep with her in the middle of the day, trusting her with the vulnerability that sleep produces, I knew that I will be able to trust her with anything. I knew then that what we have is everything I could ever want. That’s the moment I knew this was right.
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That was our second day! Not too eventful but sweet and a day I will always treasure! Thank you all for your interest and kindness and concern! It means so very much! We both appreciate it!