This past weekend was Omar’s last visit to the island (while I live here) so we finished it off with ice cream on the pier. As we walked along the wooden boards – one hand cold from our treats, the other hand warm clasped within each others – we talked about our future as the sun shone brightly on our backs.
We had had a little fight disagreement earlier in the morning over something so small. I realized as we walked that although we may not agree one hundred percent all the time, there’s no one in this world that makes me happier than he does.
And truth be told, I think I fell in love with him that much more that day.