In the Christmas Spirit.

The end of November is upon us.

We wished each other “Happy Thanksgiving” over text.  Weeks ago, Dave proposed inviting you to his family’s dinner.  But I said that would be too much.  So I did what I could do and texted you.

Baby steps.

I’ve been working up the courage to invite you into my life.  It brings me an unhealthy amount of anxiety that I don’t think other normal families experience.

After all, how wonderful would it be to have a Mom in my life? 

I just haven’t been able to figure out how that looks for us.

Will you visit my apartment?

Will we start having monthly dinners?

Will I actually call you on holidays that I can’t see you?

I honestly don’t know what the future will look like but I know what minor steps I can handle taking right now.

I’ll shoot you a text to check in from time to time.  I’ll visit you at your apartment for coffee before you head to your night-shift at work.  And maybe before Christmas this year, you’ll meet my cats.

That’s the spirit of Christmas, after all.

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