Sigh

After brushing my teeth one early weekday morning, I walk back into our bedroom to find Lawrence half awake. He's standing at his set of drawers, squinting at his open underwear drawer and seemingly confused about why he opened it in the first place. Hearing me enter the room, he turns to me and smiles his big, toothy smile with his eyes still squinted. I couldn't help but smile at his endearing wake up routine.

Immediately, however, I was saddened by the fact that I may not be living with him next year, depending on where I end up in medical school. I'll miss these small moments that only surface when we live our everyday lives together.