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the Girl has been here just over a week...
Relieved anticipation... A tumultuous co-mingling of personal & persona. A re-seeing of each other and our own reflections. Not every action perfect or every word gentle. But every breath is love and life, clarifying even a moment of confusion.

I've never made a home so seriously. Each time before has been a trial & mostly alone. If anything, a process of divining what I did not want my house and heart to be interwoven with.
We've made our space and made our bed. Bought furniture & appliances. Decorated... served dinner to family. Accommodated pets as well as our own pet peeves. We've divided up drawers in dressers and a side of the closet. Her girly balms & ointments share counter space with my rough razor & mannish paraphernalia. We wake each other up and wait for each other to come home.

It's as close as I've ever gotten to being so close.