and now all is right in the world

guys, he's home.

he's home!!!

this past week has been an absolute whirlwind, but in the very best of ways.

my man is finally back in my arms.

and here's a picture to prove it.

warning: this post is going to be mushy, and probably pretty long, so here's your chance to turn back now.

don't say i didn't warn you.

friday was the big day.

we knew his flight was going to land in baltimore around 7 or 8 a.m, at which point, he was going to buy a flight quick to rochester and hopefully be home by noon.

i had the crazy idea on thursday night to drive down to baltimore 

and surprise him!

i was gonna leave at midnight, drive all night, get there right before he did and when he called to say he was in baltimore, i could say "me too!"

it was going to be so cute, and so romantic, but for a few dumb reasons, i decided not to go.

please don't be a boob and comment telling me i should have gone, 

because i know.

i regret it.

[just like some of my friends said i would...]

but in the off chance that he was trying to surprise me, i didn't want to mess things up and me be there while he was here and blah blah blah.

and also, my dad thought i was gonna die on the drive.

i'll make it up somehow, don't worry.

so anyways, friday, i got up and got ready as soon as he said he was in baltimore, because a flight to rochester is only an hour from there.

but it turned out that he had to wait and wait and wait and ended up missing the last flight out until 3-something in the afternoon.

so i had all day to go crazy with my nervous energy.

i took a walk, did some laundry, made a welcome home sign, tried to take a nap, ran to target...anything so that i wasn't just sitting around with butterflies in my stomach and so much energy i could barely breathe.

finally (!) it came time and i zoomed to the airport, blowing through stop signs and honking at those dumb people who actually drive the speed limit.

i got inside and realized i forgot my sign [of course], so i ran back out and got it, freaking out that i was gonna miss his homecoming, all for this dumb sign.

but nope.

i got in there and hadn't missed anything [thank the lord], so that anticipation was just building and i could not stand still. so many butterflies.

 we saw that his flight had landed and then people started coming out of the gate, but they all told us that he was in the last row. 

[they knew cause he was in his abu's. swoooooon] 

but still. annoying. 

we pretended to cheer for the other people like we cared and they were all "oh, ben's a lucky guy", but really i was like, step aside losers, it's time for me to see my man. 

 and then, there he was.

 oh my goodness. 

and he was walking towards the gate all casual like so i wiggled my little finger like come here you big hunk and he sped walked right into my arms :)

and it felt like home.

we hugged and kissed and held each other tight until i had to let him go to hug everyone else.

so, thennnnnn...

his fam left, we grabbed his bags, and headed on over to the rehearsal dinner cause his sister was getting married on saturday!

beautiful bride and groom, bride and me, tada!

the rehearsal dinner had googly eyes, hopeful smiles, and an ice cream truck.

what more could you ask for?

so friday night all us bridesmaids stayed with rachel in a fancy little hotel suite, got ready and it was wedding time!

such a cute little wedding and the reception was fun and then once the newlyweds left for their honeymoon, we went over to the house and just relaxed all night.

i had to share my loverboy with everyone for the weekend, which was not my fave, but it was alright. totally worth it.

it was nice having family time again :)

so this week has flown by with me going to school, going to work, and spending time with my boyfriend.

and it's so good to be able to say that again.

i'm aware that this post is already the longest post in the world, but i found this and it's exactly what i needed to get me through these past 5.5 months:

"when you love someone that much and that person is away from you, sometimes it literally feels like you can't breathe, as if your body is aching for air. and then that person walks into the room, and all that ache inside of you, all that longing, dissolves and you feel yourself breathe again. but it's as if he takes the same breath with you. you're both one." 

-Diane Les Becquets, Love, Cajun Style

amen, diane. amen.

-wildchild