Last night, Will and I commemorated 12 years of our friendship. Happy anniversary Will!
We reminisced. As always.
Once upon a time, Will gave me this book.
In retrospect, and with a hat tip to the conversations we had last night, I realise that he actually said something with this gift that, as usual, saw through years and eons, and transmogrifications…
He gave this to me when we all lived together (the G@M@C@ trio), long before Cam came along. Now I read this story to her *she’s coloured in the book* and it makes me feel like I am home when we read it.
He saw through that time in our lives (my word it was fun). He saw past what came after, he saw through the loneliness I would one day feel. He saw through pain, he saw past loss, he swam right past the manic freeway of up and down that would happen to me. He saw straight towards the exponential joy that I didn’t then know existed and…
He saw me, as I am now. The Pig of Happiness. So he gave it to me then.
He gave me hope.
Happy Anniversary my Will.
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*giggle*
I like leaky happiness!!!