Wow. The best week of my life came and went and left me in tears for having to leave a city which I know love so very much. And of course, leaving a man I love even more. If anything this trip proved to me that we're compatible and have a real shot at being able to live together.

Will and I found out new things about each other. I hog pillows in my sleep, he hogs blankets in his. We both snore but not all the time and not excessively loud. He talks in his sleep and I tend to shove him all the way to his end of the bed. We both can stay up until 4am and still have things to talk about. We're bother addicted to kisses, and I love resting my forehead to his when we talk. I love his kitty, and his neighborhood. I met my future father in law, and I think we got along well. He gave me a beautiful statue which is now sitting on my bedside, and a kiss on the cheek when we said goodbye.

Our families are obviously different, extremely so, but both are full of good people with good hearts and good intentions. Something I think I can definitely live with.

Overall, I think from what I've seen and experienced, I'm heading toward a beautiful life, with a wonderful man, who I missed the moment I let go of his hand. I'm convinced he's as close to a soul mate as I could possibly get, as anyone would possibly get.

Our life is going to be a beautiful life.