He woke with thoughts of her as he always did, but today he tried to fight them back. He missed her and wanted to hear her voice more than anything. “Let go, move on,” was the impossible mission of the day. It was a few days after Christimas and the late winter had finally come to California. Through the blinds of his bedroom he could see the cold cloudless blue sky waiting for him to start the day. The morning coldness had a bite and in a momentarily lapse of reason he started to fanatasize and wonder what it would feel like to wake up with his arms wrapped around her beautiful body. How amazing would the smell of her hair be, and how sweet it must feel to be there when she opens her eyes for a new day. He eventually got out of bed and started this day, but today was different. He didn’t feel crippled by hopeless plight of his unrequited love and he had purpose. Somedays you just trust in destiny and today was one of those days for him. Their paths were meant to cross and he knew somehow life would always keep them close. He knew she’d be in his future, and his love for her will always be this unstoppable force. So today he was going to live his life and exist with no regret. As he jumped that morning he looked at the morning sky through his bedroom window and sent her thoughts of love as he alwasy did. “I love you Jadie”, he thought as his feet touched the floor. (To be continued after breakfast Jadie…)