I left Jess June 5th, right before midnight to fly back to Grand Rapids. While I’d had the time of my life in Canada, they sent me home six weeks earlier than we’d planned, forcing us to wait twice as long (3 months) to see each other again.
Jess will be making the same trip through Chicago I did, but this time there will be someone waiting at the airport. We deserve a week to think about nothing, stress about nothing, and enjoy every second together.
I’ll return to Canada soon (with my passport), but I always say in sports the only way to truly erase a past loss is to go back out there and make up for it. We finally get to remove the stain of the border-bullshit, and two people who are in love get to be together again.