In 23 days I’m taking my first real trip. Adam and I are flying to Arizona to stay with his grandparents for four nights, then Claudia and Alex fly out and we drive back to Rhode Island in Adams new car.
I honestly can’t express my excitement. I’m not even really sure if it has set in yet that I will be taking my first flight to the other side of the country.
I just cant wait to camp and see all the national parks and take pictures and learn to drive manual and see the stars with no light pollution. And I will have nothing to be stressed about because i will have no deadline and not a care in the world.
Got lots of cleaning done and bought car insurance, now making my nails pretty while I wait for my Adam to get here. Can’t wait to cook dinner and watch Walking Dead, and spend the night with no more san events hanging over our heads. Of course the next few days, weeks, months, even years will be rough but the funeral has passed and Adam handled it so gracefully and I admire him so much for being so strong.
I love him so much I can’t even contain myself sometimes.