Today was an interesting day. A day where my spidey-senses were off the charts with activity. It felt like everything had a double meaning, or a deeper meaning. Things unsaid were heard. Things heard left the feeling that there was more to be said. Small pieces didn't add up. Bigger pieces felt forced together.
The puzzle was set up and done, but it just didn't feel right.
And I went about my day. Ignoring the pieces. Well, sort of. I was aware of the misplaced pieces, but re-arranging them in my mind (over and over) was unbelievable. Truly. The version of the puzzle that appeared to best fit, not only seemed unbelievable, it felt like a fairytale story. No way was that version of the puzzle real.
And yet, as the day passed by, I came to believe that maybe it was possible. Maybe, just maybe it wasn't just my imagination. Maybe my gut instinct and understanding of the pieces were right. Maybe.
On my way home from volleyball, I was on Skype with EQ sharing our days with one another. As I drove up to the apartment, I realized that there wasn't parking right out front and said as much with, no doubt, annoyance in my voice. I've never had EQ find a way off Skype with me as fast as he did in that moment. That was the linchpin for me. All the pieces locked in place.
Of course, I could still be wrong.
I slowly parked the car. Methodically. It was a perfect distance from the curb.
I slowly walked to the apartment. It was dark. The hallway light was on.
I slowly walked up the stairs to the apartment. Nothing seemed out of place. Nothing changed from when I left this morning.
My belief began to falter.
I opened the door. It was pitch black inside. I dropped my bags in the kitchen, said hello to kitt-eh and then flipped on the light.
And there he was. Laying on my couch. A big 'ol smile upon his face. I laughed, still in my parka and stood there a moment and soaked him in. He was really here, back in Toronto.
And I said:
"I knew it!"
A few seconds more I had dropped my parka and joined him on the couch and we fell into a moment of just holding each other.
What a fantastic, beautiful non-surprise.
EQ was home again. Early by 4 days. What a beautiful moment that was. What a fairytale indeed.
Moments paying attention to the details and not believing what they were saying.
Moments enjoying one of the best surprises ever to come your way.
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