I was reminiscing about our first days together, Matt and I. A flurry of images. Our first embrace at the crowded airport. His soft multi-colored hooded flannel shirt. His fingers strumming a guitar while I held him. The beautiful sun-moon-stars gold charm bracelet he gave me. The chilled rum and cokes at a hotel bar and the pizza slices. The way he felt in my arms at last. The reality of it all. God. I love him so much.