james sent this story to me for our 4 year anniversary today.
we are not together today though.
he is in oregon and i am in california.
we have been back and forth, from portland to los angeles trying to get
the portland house packed up and sold so we can resume a wonderful life and make art and travel in the airstream...
these last two years have been difficult for the both of us.
much of our time has been pushing and pulling and tripping over obstacles.
we have made promises to each other that we are trying to keep.
he promised me he wouldn't do certain things anymore, he would read more and he'd pack up the house and get it ready to sell...
i promised him that i would support his dreams and goals
and we would travel the world together...
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here is what he sent, along with some lovely flowers on the door step.
grandma was amazed we were still so in love...and how you think i only think of bikes... but really i think about how you love me so... while secretly i watch you... and see who you are having fun with... while dancing the night away... but then you come home and get ready for bed... only to dream of me...