July. And with it came a new sense of renewed energy and love.

I visited my dearest and survived the entire trip. I came back home even better than ever.

Years ago when a similar trip was made and when I was still young I made the exact opposite discovery. But this time around there were absolutely no regrets, with the exception of why I hadn’t done it sooner. Love and adoration reaffirmed.

I was mostly anxious and apprehensive at first. Not being close for two years and a few doubts ran through my mind. Is he still as handsome as I remembered? Does he still love me like he used to or will he be more manly and less affectionate? Will we be able to maintain an emotional as well as physical closeness for the duration of my stay? Silly thoughts they were. Maybe selfish too at times.

As the days were drawing closer to my arrival I was getting more excited and stressed. Work was suddenly the only thing in my mind as it was suddenly crunch time nearing the completion of the project. Having to book and arrange the hotel and tickets and cars and everything was an exercise in price comparisons and budgeting.

But I cannot thank my darling enough. He was a gentleman and offered to pay for the cost of our stay in Windsor and Toronto. I was offering a gift to visit him and he in turn gifted me back. This is the stuff that good men are made of!

My arrival in Toronto was shitty as I was suffering from heat and dehydration. Winnipeg was still in a 15 degree cool spell. I had a blazing headache and felt nauseous but decided to rush out to Windsor as fast as the speed limit would allow me. And late into the night I finally made it!

I was greeted by a scrubby looking boy I only half recognized. I must admit my first thought was that he was nowhere near as dreamy as I had imagined him to be! But that was before the endorphins kicked in and we were holding each other at last. Ah, yes! This was the man I fell in love with, holding me in his arms and smothering me with much longed for kisses.