DB has been gone for 2 weeks and I am so totally over the distance between us. We were able to see each other on Valentine’s Weekend, also DB’s birthday. He flew home with a 4 day weekend that didn’t quite align with mine, so I still had to work, but nonetheless, I got to see him, touch him, hug him, and kiss him. The time we were together felt great, but the goodbye always sucks. Even though our weekend was spent a very normal way, with very ordinary Colorado fun, it FELT so right to be together and be doodling our time away….
Even though it’s his birthday, DB still spoils me on the commercialized Valentine’s holiday. First of all, I was sick, sick, sick. As a teacher whenever there is a day off, I always spend it with fever, sore throat, sniffles, congestion and the scent of eucalyptus permeating anyone within a 10 foot radius of me. So, he helped take care of the sick girlfriend and the energetic puppy, which was a treat.
Taking a break from chores and have another helping hand to help pack, reorganize and declutter wasn’t the only way he spoiled me. We ate hot and sour soup from the neighborhood Chinese food place, “Sweet Rice Cafe,” stopped by the Starbucks where we bumped into a colleague from the science and education world, someone whom we both have worked with, then ran the errands to Comcast and Costco, I just hate doing those boring chores by myself. We walked the puppy around Confluence Park and she met a giant Cane Corso at REI. I was terrified when Ivyn went right up and started licking his mouth! There was time for catching up on TV shows, chatting over a bottle of wine, our generous friends cooked a steak dinner for us and we visited about their upcoming cruise. The ordinary seemed so spectacular with DB home. I miss him terribly and I know he is hurting, but we will get through it and put everything back together soon.
It was with great excitement that Dain and I try to go skiing at Winter Park! We haven’t been up this year, and I have been dying to get on my snowboard. Luck would have it that high wind closed the top lifts creating long lines and we skipped the pricey ticket for this experience. Instead, Ivyn got her first high altitude hike on Berthoud Pass and she LOVED tromping through the deep snow, much faster than her human counterparts. Down the hill, we met DB’s folks for a sandwich and a beer in Golden, another opportunity for our social puppy to interact and steal the hearts of passersby.
We had just enough time to squeeze in a visit to DB’s Colorado favorites before heading, teary eyed to the airport. My heart hurts each time I say goodbye, but I also feel it strengthen through each challenge.