The fiance left this morning.
I managed not to cry, but it hasn't been easy.
Eight weeks is a looooong time.
Thankfully, my friend Ashley joined Aaron and I on our trip to the airport to keep me company (she drove, because I am too scared to drive in the Bay area- she is AMAZING! Thanks again, Ashley!). Since he flew out of San Francisco International Airport, we stopped off in San Fran on out way home.
It was good times...
...but, I miss him already.
Thankfully, i'm exhausted, so I think I may actually get some sleep tonight.
(Or maybe, it's the wine)
Meanwhile, he's flying over Alaska somewhere.
I miss him...
Oops, I lready said that.
Totally bitter sweet. But mostly bitter.
That end smile was a lie.
But, it's not forever...
On a different note- my shades, definitely got them in Bali for $2 after getting her down from $25.
Walking down the street, two minutes after I handed over my money, they break. These bad boys are held together with some fishing wire. Thanks fiance!
What will I do without you??