[Love] Morgan's Second Blog Post

I took a chance flying across many states just to meet someone, however, I rationalized that meeting any new person involves risks and besides, I could get on the plane home as quickly as I came, but honestly, I didn’t think it would happen that way, and it didn’t. Brandon picked me up from the airport, got out of his car and walked toward me with a grin on his face. I gave him the biggest hug and kiss. We spent the rest of the afternoon in Seattle, going to the aquarium and eating messy seafood, and even though I was confident I knew Brandon well, his mannerisms, confidence and charm made him all the more attractive to me. And I was a worried, however slightly, that our dynamic interaction online, and through texting and talking would somehow not translate in real life, but as we spent time together, and had our same dynamic conversations, that worry quickly vanished. Brandon had taken some vacation time for my visit and we spent our time watching movies, taking walks, making meals, eating at restaurants, and yes, touristy things like visiting the nearby Belgium-themed town littered with gift shops, and touring his hometown. I also got to meet some of his family and we all even went out eating, playing arcade games, and bowled on the last night I was there. The whole time by his side felt like I belonged there and he made it very clear that he felt that way, too. Our time together was challenged by the fact there were some problems at his work that he had to go and fix, but I knew that he had to fix what he needed to fix and patiently waited for him to come back home, and even got some studying done in the meantime. After my visit, I realized that I had to be with him, but there was school and a job to consider. After uprooting my whole life the past couple of years to go back to school, the move just doesn’t seem to be that disastrous. I mean, there are retail or childcare jobs and colleges in Washington that are every bit as good as the colleges here. If I am uprooted here, certainly I can be uprooted there and be somewhere where I want to grow and cultivate a life- my adult life. So I have made the decision that I will be moving me and only my necessities to be with the man I fell in love with. It’s extraordinary, but really, the whole thing is.

[Love] Morgan's Visit - The Arrival

So when I headed over to Seattle to pick Morgan up at SeaTac I was a bit early... The weather hadn't been very great and I was worried about getting stopped on the pass (as in, it being closed), so I headed over early and had a couple of hours to spare once I got over.

I headed out to Bellevue to visit my buddy Hugo and see his mother (his mother had gotten very sick at the end of last year and Hugo's wife stayed at my house in the spare room for two months while she was in the hospital over here). I spent the better part of an hour with Hugo and had him get me back to my car by 2:30 to give me enough time to get up to SeaTac to wait for Morgan to arrive...

I underestimated the habit of Seattlites to leave early on Fridays and ended up getting there about 10 minutes late! (I know, can you believe that?!)

The moment I sped into the terminal, I called Morgan and let her know that I would be looking for her... She told me she was under the Alaska Air sign, so I started looking. Hmmm... There are four of them amidst a sea of airline logos and several doors to match. I ask her which door number she's at... She says 20. I see 18, so I keep driving a bit. I then notice that I'm going down in numbers. I HAD PASSED HER! Damnit, I said over the phone and pulled into the door marked 16. She says on the phone, "I see you."

I get out of my car to rush to unlock the two doors for her and her luggage (as I always do for women). Just as I'm about to unlock the back door, I glance to my right and see her. I had finally seen my love in the flesh, and it was more than I could have imagined. I quickly took her into my arms and she hugged me very tightly as though she didn't wish to let go.

After an embrace of a couple of minutes, I gently kissed her on her lips (which surprised her, since I am kind of a "rough and tumble" looking guy I guess) and told her we needed to get out of the terminal. Her face, neck and chest were the color of a Dr. Pepper can and the smile on her face told me all I needed to know. She was as elated as I was. Life was good.

I opened the doors for her and her luggage and loaded her bags into the back seat. As she sat down in the passenger seat I looked down at her with a smile and closed the door behind her.

As I pulled out of the terminal, I could sense the intense eyes stealing glances at me between looking out at Seattle and placing her hand on my leg. As we drove out of the airport I finally undertsood what it was to say and feel "completeness." I had finally discovered what it felt like to not be so unique... not be so alone in the world.

That's all for now, but I'll post more at a later time. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed living it.

Take care,
B