Dec 24, 2015
Holidays
Four years ago I was in Southern California and Sam was in Corvallis. We talked for hours most days and we fought for hours most weeks. We were still wildly in love from 1,000 miles apart. We tore each other apart, though. And it ended merely months later. One phone call I distinctly remember he said 'If we're meant to be together then later you'll come back to me.' Through the tears I heard this truth and hung up the phone. It was over. I lost him... Or he lost me.. This Christmas Eve morning I was awoken to Sam pulling me in to cuddle, 'merry Christmas,' I mumbled as nuzzle into him. His red beard tickled the back of my neck as he held me closer. I love my family; our cat, our dog, and us. Us. It feels right again.