A three month anniversary may be nothing measurable to most people, but to me it was as significant as landing on the moon. Karter was scheduled to leave town and make an appearance at an art exhibit in Dallas, Texas over the weekend. Although I would have loved to accompany her, the tight schedule for the event and the fact my mother’s air conditioner was broken would prevent me from going with her. We agreed the two days away from each other would serve the two of us as a reminder of the depth of our love and affection for each other. Soon it would be fall, and the outdoor activities would shrink as the weather cooled and the days became shorter. As strange as it seemed to say, I looked forward to autumn and winter with Karter. Spending time with her in her home made me feel as if we were an actual couple. Having a life with her outside of eating, movies, and social activities would be satisfying on an entirely different level. Having a home life with Karter would satisfy me greatly.
