Even the wrong words seem to rhyme

Tom just left for home. He's on his Christmas break, so he's headed back to Michigan for three weeks. We've definitely gotten closer. There are some really strong feelings for him a-brewing. We just have this really awesome connection. He doesn't judge me for all the stupid things I've done. He doesn't think ill of me that I'm not further along in school/carreer. He laughs when I tell a corny joke. He's as romantic as I am. Twice now, we've had a candlelit dinner and slow danced in my living room. He made me breakfast in bed, and brought me lunch to work. He even wrote me a love letter and put it in my underwear drawer so it was the first thing I saw that morning. When I circled around everything that's happened the last few years, he actually started crying for me. And happy...I'm so damn happy right now. He loves my friends. Justin and Cari, and even Cass really like him. It's just all working.

Work...I have an interview with that mental hospital in a couple weeks (right after Christmas), so I'm really really pulling for it. It would mean moving again - north to the Lafayette area - but it would be a carreer - a real job. And it's not too far from my friends here, and just a little closer to Tom's college (just a bonus).

Family...Mom's crazy, that's no new news. Ethan was in the hospital but is out now. Poor kid, they gave him a spinal tap. My sister broke her foot in a potato sack race in Target.

Christmas is right around the corner. It's supposed to snow 6+ inches tonight and tomorrow. The new year is almost here, and I'm going into it with smiles. I can't believe what a year it's been.

12/7/07

( One of Tom's letters - in case I lose the original. )

Thoughts on Love

( A poem he wrote for me )