Monte

The Monahans sand dunes were fantastic. Just miles of sand and sky.

James and I were gone for three days and two nights, and it was a much needed vacation. The six-hour drive, was exhausting, but the time we spent together was well worth it. Now that I’m back at home and have had time to reflect over the past few days, I realize just how strong James and I have grown.

It’s a bit morbid to think about, but my worst fear in life is loosing my parents. With their deaths I will loose not only my caretakers, but also my friends, my safety net, and a significant piece of my identity. This may not seem related to my relationship with James, but it is. My soul mate is someone who can replace these valuable pieces of my life once they’re gone—maybe not all the pieces, but most of them.

This vacation has made me realize that James may be that person.