One Week

I woke up this morning to the sound of roosters crowing, our trusty fan blowing a refreshing breeze of tropical air into our bedroom, and a parrot outside whistling cat calls to whomever may be close by.

In one week this will all be over.  This great adventure that Jesse and I have been talking about since before we were married will be done and we will be thrust back  into the working ways of American society.

I don't dread that.  In fact I am looking forward to it.  I miss the comfort that a structured, routine life brings.  But, I know that along with that life comes this one very certain reality - I am going to have to share my best friend again.

Don't get me wrong.  I love sharing this man with others.  It is one of my greatest joys!  He is so full of life and enthusiasm that I can't help but smile as I watch the world interact with him.  It continually makes me fall in love with him again.  But, I also can't help but feel a little bit selfish after spending 24/7 with him for the last four months.

So, for these last few precious days that we have together, just the two of us, I am going to cherish the morning cuddles, the lunches together, the hand holding, the looks, the kisses, the conversations, the jokes that only I can laugh at, the dreaming of more adventures together, and the moments of silence.  I love this man and I love this life with him.