So off he went on his business trip. I cried as I dropped him at the curb at the airport, not because he'd be gone a terribly long time, but because we were parting with so many matters left unsettled.
The obstacles that had to be overcome in order to communicate while we were apart were many - the 16 hour flight, no international cell phone service, and an 18 hour time difference, just to name a few. These obstacles were of course stacked upon our other obvious recent communication issues made up mostly of angry words, hurtful tones, and hidden feelings. So days went by before I even heard from him. And when he finally called I let him spend precious moments with Evangeline.
But Absence did what absence allegedly does best. I missed him (but then again, I missed him before he was gone). In the last of our phone conversations he said he loved me and sounded like he meant it. He even said he missed me too.
I picked him up in the same place I'd left him. He smiled broadly as the car pulled up along the curb. He kissed me lovingly as he got in. He rested his hand on my thigh as we drove for a while in silence.
"Everything's going to be okay baby", he said finally.
And just like that he set my mind at ease. All I wanted was for him to say he'd try. I don't expect perfection, but I do hope every day for our constant growth. Together.
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