Flying back to California last night was one of the roughest times I've had. In terms of how things usually go when I fly back, I was much more emotional, not really being able to keep myself from crying once I was checked in.
When I arrived at DFW last Thursday, Ben greeted me with a big smile and a "Welcome home!" I really am starting to feel like Dallas is my home. Coming back was more of a drudgery than a pleasure, even though it's my birthday on Sunday. I love my family and friends here, but I miss Ben so badly. Only about 3 more months until I can be out with him for good. I can't wait, even if I have to waitress for the first few months and it means we eat Freebirds and pizza every other day =)
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