I dropped off Sam early this morning at the airport. He'll be spending the Holidays with his family in Thailand. The night before, I baked him brownies (of the Betty Crocker variety) to take with him. Yes, I'm corny like dut!
We spent the night together and he was ever so sweet and repeated how much he was going to miss me. I didn't say I was going to miss him too. Too mushy mushy since he's gonna come back in January anyway.
As we neared the airport, he held my hand, squeezed it tight. He didn't let go 'til I pulled over in the terminal. He leaned over and kissed me tenderly and said "Thanks."
I just said take care.
On the drive to work, I bawled like a two year old. Yes. I miss him.