Perfection

I can't even begin to describe how completely amazing yesterday was. Thanksgiving day, away from all family. It didn't really feel like Thanksgiving, but it was pretty awesome.
Micah came to pick me up around 10:30, I asked him if we could go find some winter foliage or something so we at least had something to bring to Thanksgiving dinner at his friends house.  We ended up going for a hike out to find a waterfall that he'd heard of, but had never been to see. It was probably about 2 miles up a mountain. In town, we're already almost at 10,000 feet above sea level, so climbing a mountain on top of that... I was huffing and puffing. I had to stop to breathe several times on the way up, and he was so kind about stopping.  It was literally a winter wonderland up on the mountain. Turning off all your senses but your hearing- it was totally silent. When we got close enough, we could hear the waterfall in the distance. It was magical.  On the way back down, I made us stop at a meadow, the woods we were tramping through behind us, the meadow and another mountain just across. It just made me want to sing. So I did. "Praise God from whom all blessings flow, praise him all creatures here below, praise him above ye heavenly host, praise father son and holy ghost" It's an outlet for me to appreciate the wonder I was beholding.
Micah and I laughed and talked- he played in the snow/ice sliding down the trail. I think he appreciated it as completely as me. We had so much fun. We didn't even end up getting a winter bouquet. I really didn't see anything that would work super well. Oh well.
We returned to his tiny house, and spent a little time inside his friends house trying to help finish cooking. But, it was a little stressful for us both, I think. There are a lot of personalities in there.  We returned to his friends house in time for me to cut the turkey, while he did the ham. We ate with everyone, and then did the dishes- at least I could help with that! I felt so bad not contributing anything to dinner. I always make thanksgiving dinner, I have for years, so it was just weird.
Later, we discovered that our hostess was having a meltdown- she's had a rough life. So we went in to help her right herself in her mind.
Just watching Micah, the words he would say to help, and the distractions he caused to make her forget her pain... It's very revealing the type of person he really and truly is. He roughhoused with the kids in the house, causing so much laughter. It was so completely endearing.
We finally made it back to my hotel room- and just lay on the bed talking. Those have been my favorite moments. It's just us, and we talk, completely and openly about everything, we laugh- we flirt a little. But mostly just thoroughly enjoy eachothers company. It's a beautiful thing.  Thankful beyond words.

I'm off to see about furthering my job hunt.