John flew back to Seattle today. There were tears at the Helena Airport as he ripped away quick and sharp at the terminal drop off curb. I got back into the car alone as he walked away, each of us wiping at our eyes. It will only be two weeks, but he is my daily world, my waking and my going to sleep at night, my “what do you want for breakfast?” and my “what do you think of this?” He is my full body embrace, my comfort, my crazy maker, my everyday true love. And now we are apart so I can get comfortable with my work.
