Suddenly I feel like a "Lucky Bitch" once more. Like all the pain and sadness over the past 4 months has gone in one final "Phew" as it ended up being such a event at the airport.
Still the worst is now over and the evenings went preety much to plan. I came home from classes around 430 and didnt call ahead. I thought surprise is always the best in these cases. The back door was slightly open so I snuck in that way and he was curled up on the sofa, napping like a little cat wearing a wolly hat. His sleepy eyes turned into a beaming smile as I said softly "Hello Babycakes" and as we walked towards each other with open arms and a smile. "No more tears" he said. "I am here now". But still the tears came and I had to explain to him that over the past few months I have had to make them happy tears as a way of making it thru (Remember P.O.O.) so they are now just tears of joy and I suppose of release to finally let go of all that anguish and worry and finally hold him in my arms once more.
I cooked him his favourite dinner of Steak (I made a peppercorn sauce too) Jackets with Sour Cream and fresh Vegetables. We opened a bottle of Chilled Champagne that we sipped from the Dartington Champagne flutes Alex bought me for my 30th and then while he was unpacking some clothes ran a candlelit bath for us both. Nothing much, just a simple dinner and a nice hot bath together. With a combination of us both being exhausted, mine from college and his from Jet Lag we were tucked up in bed by 0930. Both enjoying possibly the nicest thing a couple can enjoy. Cuddling up in the spoons posistion and just hugging all night long. The warmth from each body feeling lovely after months of sleeping alone. He woke up several times in the night and even though that woke me, I feel like I have had the best nights sleep in weeks.
This morning as I woke, there is a spring in my step once more, I have a reason to go to work today that wasnt there in the same intensity last week. Now I am going to work to support both of "Us". It is no longer "I" but "We" and it is not longer a trial to get to work every day. I can get out of bed, look at him lying peacefully there and smile. Can you imagine, today is the first day that he has had a lie in since October. Working 12 hours per day, 7 days per week. His not shaved for the first time in that period also.
So home babycakes. :-)
Still the worst is now over and the evenings went preety much to plan. I came home from classes around 430 and didnt call ahead. I thought surprise is always the best in these cases. The back door was slightly open so I snuck in that way and he was curled up on the sofa, napping like a little cat wearing a wolly hat. His sleepy eyes turned into a beaming smile as I said softly "Hello Babycakes" and as we walked towards each other with open arms and a smile. "No more tears" he said. "I am here now". But still the tears came and I had to explain to him that over the past few months I have had to make them happy tears as a way of making it thru (Remember P.O.O.) so they are now just tears of joy and I suppose of release to finally let go of all that anguish and worry and finally hold him in my arms once more.
I cooked him his favourite dinner of Steak (I made a peppercorn sauce too) Jackets with Sour Cream and fresh Vegetables. We opened a bottle of Chilled Champagne that we sipped from the Dartington Champagne flutes Alex bought me for my 30th and then while he was unpacking some clothes ran a candlelit bath for us both. Nothing much, just a simple dinner and a nice hot bath together. With a combination of us both being exhausted, mine from college and his from Jet Lag we were tucked up in bed by 0930. Both enjoying possibly the nicest thing a couple can enjoy. Cuddling up in the spoons posistion and just hugging all night long. The warmth from each body feeling lovely after months of sleeping alone. He woke up several times in the night and even though that woke me, I feel like I have had the best nights sleep in weeks.
This morning as I woke, there is a spring in my step once more, I have a reason to go to work today that wasnt there in the same intensity last week. Now I am going to work to support both of "Us". It is no longer "I" but "We" and it is not longer a trial to get to work every day. I can get out of bed, look at him lying peacefully there and smile. Can you imagine, today is the first day that he has had a lie in since October. Working 12 hours per day, 7 days per week. His not shaved for the first time in that period also.
So home babycakes. :-)
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