Well, Daddy and I have been seeing each other every possible weekend for quite a while now. I've been driving down to see him in Springfield every Friday night and returning every Sunday night in time for work the next day. I ended up moving in with him again at the end of March and things couldn't be better.
I actually got into a car accident during the move. It was so scary. It all happened so fast. Luckily I was ok and so was Socks but the car didn't survive and neither did some of my belongings. I thought it was the end. I thought it was a sign of some sort that this shouldn't be happening. The thing that allowed me to move back in with Daddy was a cleaning business that I started and then the car that I was going to use and all of my cleaning supplies were destroyed. Luckily, Daddy helped me work it all out.
Despite all of that, things are great now. Daddy and I are more in love than we ever were before. While I was gone, Daddy was given a new position at work so now he isn't gone for so long. We have talked through everything that was bothering the both of us. Things are perfect. Communication really is the key to any good relationship.
