My relationship isn’t perfect, not even close.
But the other night we were talking about our fears and what we missed most about long distance dating. I missed small spontaneous dates.
That night on our way to family dinner, he pulled the car over and we spent time at the park.
Talking. Walking Around. Sitting in the grass together.
No, my relationship isn’t perfect, but we make the little things count and we listen to one another’s needs.
Perfect is over rated, because no matter where this life takes us, we will always have 15 minute park dates.
the salty bum 