Yesterday we booked Raquel’s final flight.
We’d already booked for her to come here in November, and go back to the US briefly in June, but yesterday we booked her flight back to Sydney at the start of July.
With any luck, this will be the very last time either of us have to fly between the two destinations alone. After July, if we go anywhere, we’ll go together.
Our hope is to apply for a partner visa once we’ve been living together for twelve months, so that she can stay as long as we’re in a relationship, and eventually apply for citizenship.
I am just, so very excited for what’s coming.
For her arrival in November, for settling in as a couple, knowing that she isn’t leaving in a few weeks. For xmas together, and watching Muppet Christmas Carol in the same room instead of halfway across the world from each other. For mardi gras in March, and the comedy festival, and both our birthdays, and Matilda the Musical in August of next year.
For shopping trips and buying joint presents for people, and cooking dinner, and sleeping in on Saturday mornings. For curling up and marathonning tv shows, and listening to Mark read us stories, and sitting side by side while scrolling through the internet. For being together while we do our things.
For us. Forever.
Everything in the whole world <3
Home isn’t a place. It’s you.
Six-Word-Story, Meghan Hale (via m-e-ghan)
do you remember the first time you were called annoying?
how your breath stopped short in your chest
the way the light drained from your eyes, though you knew your cheeks were ablaze
the way your throat tightened as you tried to form an argument that got lost on your tongue.
your eyes never left the floor that day.
you were 13.
you’re 20 now, and i still see the light fade from your eyes when you talk about your interests for “too long,”
apologies littering every other sentence,
words trailing off a cliff you haven’t jumped from in 7 years.
i could listen to you forever, though i know speaking for more than 3 uninterrupted minutes makes you anxious.
all i want you to know is that you deserve to be heard
for 3 minutes
for 10 minutes
for 2 hours
there will be people who cannot handle your grace, your beauty, your wisdom, your heart;
mostly because they can’t handle their own.
but you will never be
and have never been
Tyler Ford (via k—swan)
Talk to me. All the time.
Three years ago, my life changed completely.
Some days, it’s hard to believe it was so long ago. Some days it feels like it’s been forever.
Three years ago, I began a relationship with the woman I love, despite the distance between us.
We’ve closed the distance from time to time - we’re moving closer to getting rid of it forever - and the times I’ve spent with her have been amongst the happiest in my life. Despite the illnesses that invariably decide to come crash our party *g*
She makes me laugh, she makes me smile. She makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. She’s excitement and comfort at once, she’s an exciting trip away, and a weekend relaxing at home. She’s the first person I’ve been so sure I could spend forever with, and the only person I know I need to have with me every day.
She’s the love of my life, and she makes my life better, filling it with love and happiness and peace. And I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with her.
Raquel, my dearest, I love you and I adore you. Happy anniversary, my wonderful girl.
It just gets harder,
waiting is always something
you can’t get used to.
So much that I see and love in you *kisses*