3. Yesterday Kurt said some of the kindest things that have ever been said to me. It's hard to imagine not remembering those words but sometimes I focus so much on the fear of potential hurt and absence that I forget to find joy in the tiny moments he gives me. The exact words are a little too personal (check your journal, future Melissa!) but he is such a good man.
4. Today as I was doing laundry I found some of Kurt's stuff and it made me smile. I'm guessing that one day I won't feel so thankful and happy while doing his laundry. Almost 6 months in, I still am.
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