Mom has been home for three consecutive days now. This is pretty good for her. I guess you could say I'm proud of her? I might have to talk to her though. I wish I didn't have to say I'm happy she's been here for me for less than half a week.
Lunch with Gerard was pretty eventful. I hope you could say in a good way. Anyway, here's what happened:
I walked in and sat at one of the art tables, waiting for Gerard to finish cleaning brushes. Once he did, he sat with me. I was quiet for a bit because I was trying to organize what I was going to say to him and then he said, 'something on your mind, Frank?' He caught me by surprise and I wasn't prepared but I went ahead anyway and said, 'do you love me?' He was the surprised one then!
'Frank, it's so soon,' he said. I started to get worried but then he said, 'but of course I love you.'
'Good.' I said, smiling. 'I love you too.'
