I Left My Heart in Oregon

I don't even know how to put into words how wonderful our Oregon trip was. Well, lol, let me start with the 2 tough days I guess. The first two days I had some kind of anger brewing in me; some kind of discomfort and irritability. Miggity was controlling and so negative about Portland. He hated it, and that hurt me, because I had worked my ass off for this holiday. And here he was ruining it. Plus, I felt I couldn't take my jolly old time clicking 1800 photos of one thing. Finally, on the second day as we drove to the coast along beautiful 101, I came to my limit when he instructed me YET AGAIN on where to turn. I sharply told him, "You telling me what to do all the time is really wearing on me." After, that seems like he snapped into position and followed cue. He was a lot more easy to be around. And then by the time we reached Astoria, the lovely Victorian town, I was needing a break... just an hour or so walking on my own. So, I cried and asked him if I hurt his feelings by wanting this time to myself. He was wonderful about it, and said he was fine about our separate adventures for a couple of hours. So, I walked away with my camera clicking all the beautiful Victorians, and he drove off to see the Goonies houses. We came back around the same time (in an hour or so) and magically, I felt like all my negativity and bitchiness was gone. Everything just felt great after that... amazing, how you can "give love" only when you've given yourself what you need. And I gave myself exactly what I needed and then was able to open my heart again to Miggity. We had the most fantastic, adventurous and thrilling time. What I loved about travelling with him was that besides the city part, we both sought the same things- hiking, learning, discovering, observing, eating cheap & authentic! And we ATE the most awesome food... from damn good Dim Sum in Chinatown to the best cheap-yet-gourmet pizza and seriously fresh seafood! We both fell in love with Astoria and the winding forests. I've looked at the pictures and cried, only because I wish that time could be repeated. And it was so great having the one I love next to me every night and morning- sharing that time with him. Now, it feels lonely again. He'll be busy and I'll be yearning for when we can live together. Maybe retire in Astoria? :-) I know... it's a dream. But sometimes dreams come true.