“It’s like pulling two magnets apart,” she said to my quivered laugh as I wiped tears from my eyes an hour later than I was supposed to leave. Multiple “goodbyes” and hugs ensued and I carefully made my way down her front stairs, examining the view, her view of the Pacific with each step. Funny how only the first and the last days brought full sun to this far end of the country. Deep breaths, reluctant steps and I found myself on the sidewalk. She opened the door and shouted “I love you!” then quickly closed it again still peering out the window and I found the car to drive away.
A year is just too long to go without seeing my favorite person in the universe. May that never happen to us again.
