Last night W asked me out to a late movie and even drove 40 minutes to see it my town.
We had a great time laughing, joking, and hugging. The hard part is kissing her goodnight and watching her drive off into the night.
Today she came back over. We watched the World Cup and ended up making out on the couch like teenagers for an hour. This let into the bedroom and we ML. Wow! Afterwards we laid there and held each other and I stroked her hair.
We are definitely in the honeymoon stage, I don't want it to end! I'm riding high on endorphins!
I helped her pack some things for her new apartment to take with her. That was really hard for me but I maintained a good demeanor. She keeps talking about how hopeful she is for us. As long as we take it slow and keep working on ourselves, I am hopeful as well.
The only hard part is watching her drive off. I get this empty feeling in the pit of my stomach. I wish I could just hold her in my arms forever!
She texted me when she got home and said she couldn't stop smiling. I miss her already but realize the space is good for us. It gives us the chance to miss each other and realize the importance of each other in our lives.
I've also really practiced validation with her. No longer am I offering advice or my opinion unless she asks. I really think she is noticing because she had made comments about how different I am. I simply mirror back what she tells me and if she's struggling with something, I say "wow, that sounds really hard to deal with". She's even brought up things that I did that bothered her before the bomb and DONT defend myself like I used to. I say "that must have been so hard for you". I see the relief in her face when I acknowledge her feelings without trying to talk her out of them.
