Living Through Time Apart
As you may or may not know, I’m working on a project in Canada for the next couple weeks. It’s a great work opportunity, and Halifax is a splendid place to stay. I am really looking forward to my first weekend here when I’ll get to explore the city and spend some time finding out how good the local restaurants are. As great as this trip has been, and will be, the time apart from Mandy has already presented a bit of a challenge.
I never knew how much I’ve come to depend on her. Not just on her incredible ability to take care of me; but, rather, on her smile. Her sense of humour and adventure. Her perspective. But most of all, I realize how much I enjoy the depth of her knowledge of me. She always knows what to say when I need to hear a soothing word. She knows the spot on the back of my neck that she can touch to calm me down. She knows when I just need to vent, and exactly what not to say to keep me going. She’s the only person in the world who can change any of my moods in an instant to whatever mood she likes. She already knows me better than I know myself, and I love that.
Her love and attention have consistently bettered my life, and my sole desire is that I can, in even some small way, offer the same in return.