Watching The Skies

I mentioned in my post yesterday that it is agonizing not being able to send a text message to Goldfinch to ask him how his journey is going.

I gazed up at the sky last night and I contemplated how long he was going to be travelling through the atmosphere. From down here, planes can look so much like stars except that they wink at you and move slowly across the sky.

To help me settle my worries about Goldfinch’s long journey, I was watching flight tracker yesterday and the night before. It is so cute…it shows the progress of the aeroplane and says whether it is on time or delayed. So presuming everything has gone well and Goldfinch has not been delayed at passport control.

So if all has gone well, Goldfinch should have landed and should be at the home of his parents. I worked out by looking at the world clock on my tablet that his plane was due to arrive at 10.30pm GMT. So while I was getting ready for bed, Goldfinch was arriving back home.

I sent him an e-mail while he was up in the air. I didn’t want it to be too long…he is hardly going to want to read an entire novel from me about every thought and feeling that I have had since we parted at Heathrow. But I think I said plenty for him to know I have been watching the skies the whole time and begging for his safe arrival.

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10 thoughts on “Watching The Skies

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    1. It’s such a funny feeling isn’t it. I love the way the little plane moved along the screen during the journey. He was probably fast asleep on the plane, I remember was wide awake watching the screen as his journey progressed, my tummy in nervous knots.

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  2. Use the time apart to decide whether this is the guy you want to be with. If it is, you’ll (plural) find a way of being together. When I ended up with the person who is now my wife, the big decision was whether I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this person. After that, marriage, child etc. just flowed.

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    1. What you say is very true. From my late teens to the age of 24 I courted one of my best friends. But I came to see how much he had changed in ways that I knew I couldn’t live with. (I won’t go into detail because he is a terrific man and we are still friends.) I knew I couldn’t marry him.

      I had many male friends and have been out with some of them on dates, but never felt anything would develop. The next time I was swept off my feet was with the man who ended up moving into my flat. I still feel he was the love of my life. The one I would choose to live forever with. But it all went terribly wrong before it even began! Bizarrely he called me this week after over four years of silence.

      Goldfinch has been my rescuer in so many ways. I have loved every moment with him. I would love love love to have something permanent with him. 10,100 miles is not an easy challenge though. He needs to be there. I need to be here. It’s a battle between romance and reality.

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