Stacey is sending my package soon. I think I'll find comfort in that. More pictures, more letters, more more more. If I ever unpack, I'll dig out the stationary I bought specifically to compliment the red sealing wax...and I'll write her back. I'm clinging to the fact that June and July hold the promise of a full week of uninterrupted vacation on my favorite beach in the world with my favorite person in the world, and then the day that I have dreamed about my entire childhood. A day that is going to hold more emotion that I realize. I can look into someone's eyes and see myself. See my history. See the woman who was my home for 9 months. I can see the marks I left on her, and the ones she left on me.
This year is huge.
