The best gift

Yesterday I got my Valentine’s Day gift early. It was, by far, the best gift that I could ever hope for or even imagine.

I had him call me, from the highway, and tell me when he was about an hour from town. He did. Then he asked why. I told him I wanted to meet him, welcome him to his new home.

I zzzoooomed out to a hidden offramp of the highway where I was blocked from view by giant pinons and desert scrub. I called him a few minutes later and asked him where he was. “I’m 15 miles from town.” I just smiled. He asked where I was. “It’s a surprise,” I said. He laughed and we hung up the phones.

Less than 10 minutes later I saw him pass and I took off (excelerating at speeds that are, in fact, illegal on public highway) to catch up to him. I pulled up right next to his moving van and held steady, no traffic behind either of us, and just smiled at him. He glanced over, nonchalantly, and held up a piece of candy for me.

I then pulled in front of him and led him into town…once my own home and now our home.

We have separate residences. We are going to get used to living in the same town and get used to being near one another.

I must say, though, that this is the BEST gift I could have ever gotten.

Tonight, we are going to dinner together to celebrate our first, of many, Valentine’s Day together.

To my Valentine, I love you. Thank you for being in my life, AmberWitch. I am blessed beyond words.