LA - I flew in, then out, and inbetween connected

I was in LA. My heart was in LA, my sole was in LA. Now I'm on the plane leaving. Happy to be on the plane with time for reflecting. The rich experiences haven't fully formulated yet. I know this one thing for sure. I love my BF more today then when I started this weekend. The closeness has the undercurrent of sadness. Living in states that are a full 2 day drive or a plane ride then a 4 hour drive isn't a trip either of us is able to make too often. She has always encouraged me to feel and this weekend I was available in a new way. I hope she felt it too. In the past she would do the feeling for both of us. This trip I didn't burden her with the weight of it all, probably for the very first time.

The plane landed at LAX at 11:50 PM. It is a cold and rainy Thursday night. Rental car pickup and navigation to the hotel were as most, not perfect but I got there. Quick hug and a few words about travel then off to bed. Friday morning I unpacked the bathroom bag when the minor forgotten things were noticed. I started my day by work from the hotel room as my BF went the office. Plans were to meet up for lunch. I started to get ready for lunch when I realized the major item that was forgotten was my makeup case. If this was a test overall I got a C. The attempt to go the weekend without makeup lasted till the end of lunch. I took the personal assistant out of my pocket and it quickly located the nearest makeup counter. Why not? I was scraping the bottom of my makeup and planed to replace in the next couple of weeks anyway. No makeup for the whole weekend? I'm not ready to be that bare and may never be. I'm not sure that this shedding process is calling for no makeup at least not now and possible not ever. This is about the small choices and being true within them. With the help of a sales lady I found a couple of items that complemented me while looked natural. No pressure to accentuate any particular feature felt like less stress and a step in the right direction. It let me feel the comfort to just be me, not the me put on to impress. The truth beauty of the weekend started then and there. In a gesture to keep the important in perspective I didn't shower. When pushing the priority of connection with my friend anxiety fell to the side. What stayed was love, laughter and the gift of a cherished weekend. What I didn't do was go granola. I still wore my tall heal boots that I can and did walk blocks soaking up some night life on Friday. We also spent the whole rainy Saturday inside shopping and with great success. Lunch was spent connecting into the real areas of each of our lives until interrupted by the waiter who might have thought we were a couple. We erupted at that thought with the silliest laughter. Sunday was an early morning road trip to visit the place that launched the book "The Purpose Driven Life". That book inspired me a few years back. How fitting that the inspirational book that started my journey toward deeper intersected into this moment. The beauty of fate is neither understood or deserved. Being thankful is the only reaction to have. The magic of the day was brought back into reality by the realization that my flight was in 1 hour 45 minutes from take off and I was 45 minutes from the hotel, the hotel was 15 minute away from airport, and I hadn't packed a thing. How does this happen? Well I am still me, good, bad and impossibility absent minded. My BF and I quickly fell into sync. She once again assumed the roll of taking care of me. What could have gone terribly wrong didn't. We made a perfect team without one unkind word said. We laughed about the quick good bye both knowing that my typical shutting down before a good bye is hard for both of us. That test will have to wait for a different day... for now I'll take the next two hours to continue processing the beauty of being in LA. Thankful for the truly beautiful moments. Encouraged to take it all back to my everyday.