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“I am lost without you. What a hauntingly beautiful thing to say to a person — that whether you are off on another wild adventure or in the familiar quiet comfort of your very own home, you are all the same, enormously lost, whenever you are without them.” — Beau Taplin
But when the flashlight lowered and my eyes adjusted, all semblance of humor left me in a whoosh. Because the man wasn’t my savior at all. He was my ex-husband.
But, take this blanket as a promise. This is my promise that I will work hard, all my life, to give you everything I can. I will do everything in my power to get you that house, to shower you in gifts, to make all your dreams come true.” He leaned in to press a kiss to my lips, long and slow. “And I will never stop fighting for us.”
My mom used to always quote Woody Allen. If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans.
“Only every day, Eliza,” he whispered, his brows bending together. “Every hour. Every minute. Every second you’ve been gone.”
It was years of love and passion. It was years of heartache and pain. It was everything I hated, everything I desired, everything I’d forgotten and everything I would always remember, too. This is my husband, my heart screamed. This is the love of my life. This is a stranger, my brain combatted. This is the man who let you go.
“I loved you. So I let you go.” His hands reached out, framing my face, his eyes searching mine as he shook his head like every word was the most horrible truth. “And damn it if I don’t love you still.”
“Sometimes you gotta look past all the hard things you go through and look at all the little things you have to be thankful for. Like someone to hug you, someone to laugh with.” She patted her belly. “Someone to make new life with.”
What I needed was River. I just hoped he needed me, too.
“I think I went looking for adventure, but what I didn’t realize was that I left the best one behind.”
“You are my adventure, River,” I whispered helplessly, two tears streaming simultaneously down each of my cheeks at the admission. “Just as much as you are my home.”
“I don’t care if it’s in a big city or in another country or right here in this town we grew up in,” I said through my tears. “I want this. I want you. I’ll go wherever you want or stay right here in this tiny little cabin, as long as I can have you.”
