So after weeks of no communication, Jon showed up on my doorstep today. He came into town for the weekend. It was a strange to see him on so little notice, but I handled the situation like a pro. I opened the door and burst into tears.
Sometimes I really wish I had any sort of poker face at all.
He only had a few minutes, but I am thankful for that. He seems at once like a total stranger and the man who I still love so much. I miss him like crazy.