Two weeks. That’s all that’s left.
Then Hope will be here. In Windenburg. With me.
I just can’t wait. This is such a huge change. For her, mostly… But for me too. And God, it couldn’t come sooner. After everything happening with work, I really started to feel like things were going downhill for me… But then, I ended up getting the most incredible news ever.
After all this time, we’ll finally get to have a normal relationship.
No more counting down the weeks until we see each other again.
No more waiting next to the phone, dying for her to respond to my last text.
No more wishing I could call her and hear her voice, but I can’t because it’s 3am in San Myshuno and timezones are the worst piece of shit in the world.
No more lying in bed at night and just wanting her so fucking badly, and having to settle for my hand instead.
No more feeling like a piece of my heart gets ripped out of my chest every time we say goodbye.
At first, I was gonna ask her to move in here with me, but I know it’s too soon for that. I mean, let’s face it – we’ve known each other for almost seven months, been together for about five… But in all that time, we’ve probably spent like a month together in person.
Talking every day is one thing. But spending every single day together? It’s way too soon for that.
But maybe someday.
Until then, she actually found a place right here in downtown that’s less than a ten minute walk from my apartment… Crazy, right?! I just can’t believe she’ll be so close. This whole thing is almost too good to be true.
And I think one of the best parts is that I can finally introduce her to my family.
I mean, I’ve wanted to. But it’s been hard enough juggling our schedules whenever she’s in town, let alone trying to meet up with Charlie and Ben or Tante Joce and grandpa or something. But once she’s here, I won’t have to worry about that anymore. She’ll finally get to meet everyone.
And hopefully I won’t have to wait much longer to meet her family too. The distance makes it so hard. But her dad sounds like he’s hysterical, and her mom seems so nice– we talked on the phone for a minute or two once, and she was so sweet… Just like Hope. I can’t wait to meet both of them one day… And her brother and sister too.
But first thing’s first, huh? I should probably worry about her meeting mine… The timing’s pretty perfect, actually. Charlie’s wedding is only about a week after Hope moves in, so we decided to rip off the bandaid and get it over with all at once – I’m taking her to the wedding with me, and she’s gonna meet everyone.
They’re gonna LOVE her, and I really hope she loves them too.
She’s already told me how excited she is to finally meet them… She’s even had me start helping her learn more German. It’s so adorable. I’ve reminded her over and over again that everyone in my family knows English. For some of them, it was even their first language! I mean, my grandpa’s from England, and my cousins are American, just like she is. But Hope keeps insisting. She says she wants to make a good impression… Which means the world to me, honestly.
Plus, I guess she should probably try to learn the language if she’s gonna be living here, huh?
It still feels so surreal to be writing that – Hope, living here! In two weeks! (Well, thirteen days, if we wanna get technical) I’ve been counting down, ever since she broke the news that she’d be moving here. I always look forward to when Hope comes to Windenburg… But I don’t think I’ve ever been this excited before.
And when she steps off that plane and I finally have her in my arms again, it will be the most incredible feeling in the entire world.
Because I won’t just be welcoming her for a visit.
I’ll be welcoming her home.