1.5

I just realized it has been a year and a half to the day (and a few hours) since I started talking to Luke again. Wow.

No, really. WOW.

Wow because in the past it was no more than a week at a time and then a few years in between. So wow.

Okay so there were a few occasions where he disappeared for months and I was miserable, but it wasn't the same as before.

As far as I'm concerned that's in the past. What counts is everything that has happened since he changed and I decided to give him another chance. Tonight on the drive to the cabin I came to the conclusion that I have finally been convinced that he has changed for the better. It's been, what, a month? He hasn't disappeared yet.

Originally (before I realized it had been 1.5 years) I was going to talk about my "itch."

I'm starting to have the itch again. Part of me is think "well it's been a year and a half, so..." and part of me is thinking "well yeah, but things have only been going really well for about a month...patience Rosalba!"

We'll see. Some things take time. Lots and lots of time. My expectations for this holiday season are as high as they were last year, but this year I think they're more reasonable and possible.