Agradecida

i’ve got a lot of things to talk about. a lot has happened—a lot of really, really good things. and as much as i’d love to talk about how fabulous día de los muertos was, which i will soon, someone is very much more on my mind. a brief background: we met through friends over the summer, spent time alone for the first time less than a week before my leaving, kept in touch, then he came here.

his visit was intended to last thursday morning through sunday afternoon, but thanks to airport confusion, it extended into early tuesday morning. we visited hierve el agua, ate lunch here at home with my host family, visited several local bars and taquerias, cheered along with the crowd at a fútbol game (and laughed at the fans’ profanity), explored the markets, wandered the streets, ate nieve, and thoroughly enjoyed each other’s company.

i have to admit that this is really hard to write. i’m dancing along the line that separates uncomfortable over-information and reflective endearment. though i have a tendency to do the opposite, i’ll keep things simple here.

edwin,

there’s probably nothing i can tell you now that i haven’t already. while i am incredibly thankful for the love that i’ve found with you, i feel even more undeserving of it. thanks for inspiring me to be a better person. thanks for sharing my sense of adventure. thanks for your kindness, your dedication to the things you love, your undying sense of reason, and the way you make me excited about life. thanks for a lot. waking up alone sucked this morning, and i look forward to the day when i no longer have to do so.