More on her; I told myself before I got into a relationship that I wanted a girl who went out of her way for me. This girl doesn't do that. No! She goes above and beyond, sacrificing everything for me. It's amazing and I love it. It makes me want to work harder to make her and I work, forever. In my eyes that's how it should be. Oops, a gentlemen just passed by my seat and stepped on my foot. Random, but maybe he's not a gentlemen after all because he didn't say sorry. But I continue. Love is not supposed to be like filling out applications for jobs. No one trying to fall in love wants to know if their other half is available or not. That's supposed to be a given. You build your foundation first from what I learned from playing with leggos as a kid. Same rules apply for a relationship. So I; we; her and I are doing the right things and it's great...
She built me this. it's a wall. It's our wall. We've taken quite a bit of pictures over the month and a half that we've been together and compiled ones that have been our favorites; there wasn't one that we left out. We love them all. I got so damn lucky dating a photographer. This girl is focused. She takes her camera everywhere and just takes shots of random things and then does little to no editing for a final touch. She's going to be attending a very prestigious photography school in Daytona State College. It's a school specifically for the art of photography. There, she will better her skills, get her degree and I assume, open up her own company. I told her though, in a joking-ish way, that if it all didn't work out, she could be me and my bands tour photographer. How cool would that be, to travel with your girlfriend. You sing, she shoots. Partners in crime 'til death do us part...
Last night as I was packing my clothes for my vacation to Oregon, I noticed she had been laying down with the covers over herself. At first, I was a little upset because she was absolutely no help to me and she was supposed to be assisting me. I'm a guy; I have zero to very little packing savvy. She ended up not helping me at all and so towards the end of my packing, after hours or so (way too long of time for packing) I lied down with her because I knew that this girl was serious about missing me. All my anger was shot. I had no reason to be. I would rather her poop on my clothes and still say she missed me than for her to not care at all. And it suddenly occurred to me that she hadn't only built that wall of pictures, but she had been building a wall in me, protecting my heart from so many things; intimidation, dishonest, disrespect, carelessness, negativity, war, shame; hell. She moves me in such a way, at such and early time in our relationship that for once in my life I have become patient and will wait gratefully for our future. I love her and I told her, once I fell in love I would just sit and cry. And so here I am, in seat 34D on a Continental Airline Plane to Oregon, feeling my heart sink with dried tear ducks from lack of medicine to treat my chronic sinusitis. I can only cry on the inside at this point. "Got me falling from the sky girl you're everything I've wished I could have."
Next time any of you feel connected or protected in anyway by your other half, do not be alarmed. It's just the right wall that needs to be built; a wall bringing you two together is a wall made of love.
100% to 100%,
ETJ
written from Seat 34D on 11/18/2010
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