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From Our Front Porch Looking In

I'm about to leave the country, folks.

When people find out I'm going to Vietnam they laugh. They say they can't imagine me being calm and not panicking. Especially on an airplane for a day and a half. Solid.

I tell them that they shouldn't try and imagine that. It's never going to happen.

Already freaking.


Baby steps. Thanks, Bob.
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This is a boy named Dustin (and me, obviously).

(Morgan affectionately refers to him as "Dustin Dakota Darlin.'" Yes, this has me puzzled as he is from Idaho (and neither North or South Dakota); nor have I ever referred to him as "Darlin.'" But, I must admit it has a nice ring to it. So, I've adopted it. In a rather facetious way, I've adopted it.)

Dustin Dakota Darlin' does a lot of nice things; he's one of the best people I know. For example: he charges my car battery, and puts gas in my car when the gas light is on, and cleans my car, and remembers that I haven't put on my new license plates (so he puts them on), and buys me food, and makes me feel pretty and special, and takes me to see my best friend in Utah because he knows I've been missing her, and walks around Temple Square in the rain so I can see the lights, and makes sure I'm back for church so I can be in Relief Society, and lets me be grumpy ALL DAY just because I want to, and never complains, and watches girl movies with me (including High School Musical; nobody tell him I told you that...it's not something he brags about), and he never judges me, and he doesn't think my family is crazy (actually, he thinks they're funny...that one has me a little worried about his sanity), and he takes care of me when I'm sick, and he listens to me complain about work, and pays attention to what is important to me, and opens my car door, and treats me like a lady, and he thinks I'm great.

Now for the question of the day: HE thinks I'M great?

Yeah, don't worry. I'm confused, too.

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Tonight I told a boy that I like being able to say "us." Or "we." I like that WE are US.

This is a big deal for me. I think he was kind of surprised. I don't really blame him, seeing how two weeks ago I told him I have some serious space issues (I'm a firm believer these issues are most likely stemmed from my family, as we all seem to have the same issues). I also informed him at that time that if I started to panic, push him away, act cold, or even ignore him it may be normal.

The weird thing is, I do like us though. A lot of people like us. They tell me all the time. I guess when I say weird, I don't mean it in a bad way, or a negative way. It is a great thing. Just...surprising (for lack of a better word).

By the way, he's overly good to me.
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