I am beginning to get an idea of what this means. What I do know is that I never want to move away from here, where I’ve lived all my life, and where all my family is. I love it here, this place is a part of who I am.
And now, as time goes by I am becoming more sure that my place is with him. I am as doubtful of always about everything in my life, but he’s the one thing I am sure of. Even if I am a little afraid that I am just being naive. Right now I just cannot imagine my life without him; I need to know he’ll be a part of my life, my future, always.
A few months ago what I meant by this goal was completely unclear, even though I felt it was very important. And now, it is steadily becoming clear. I am realizing that there is a place I belong, and I am closer to that place than I ever imagined I would be.
