had said goodbye at various airports.
It never seemed to get easier. When we parted this time, we promised to talk
more often, like we used to do. We both seemed to be committed to making this
work, no matter how hard it may be. The remaining time I spent in Berlin had
been filled with rehearsals and the concert. I was still floating from seeing
them perform live, it had been unbelievable and so much more amazing than I’d ever
imagined. The after party was loud and entertaining. We managed to sneak out
early, partly due to the excessive amounts of alcohol present, but also because
I had an early flight the next morning and we wanted to stay up all night
talking. We’d almost made it, except we both dozed off at some point, and by
the time we woke up this morning we had to scramble to get me to the airstrip
on time.
I
slept through most of the flight, dreaming of our time together and what it
would be like to spend the rest of my life with him.
I stopped by the bakery to pick up some
chocolate filled croissants and coffee for the morning staff at work. I hadn’t
heard anything while I was away, so I assumed that service had run smoothly in
my absence; a fact that left me with mixed emotions. Part of me was glad they
could manage without me, making it easier for me to depart at the end of my
term, but another part of me was saddened by the reality that they could now
run things efficiently without me. I guess that said a lot about my strong
desire to be needed. That realization led me to another question. Why was it
that I craved being needed by my work, and would I ever be able to find the
same contentment if the only one that needed me was Sebastian? If that were all
that I had, would it ever be enough?
“Well,
well, look who’s back. Hello Brooke,” Max exclaimed, pulling me into an embrace.
“How was your time in Berlin? You seem lighter, like maybe a weight has been
lifted off your shoulders. How is Sebastian?”
I
laughed, shaking my head at his rapid fire questions. Only Max could pull off
the supportive boss and concerned, self-appointed grandfather role, all at the
same time.
“My
time away was amazing, thank you so much! The flight there and back was beyond
anything I could have ever wished for. We had a really good visit, got a lot
off our chests, and I think we’ll be able to move forward with our
relationship.” I moved to take a seat in front of the desk. “Sebastian seems to
be doing well, although I am worried about his safety.” I sighed, thinking
about all of the dangerous stunts he’d taken part in over the last five years,
silently praying that his recent skydiving jump hadn’t sparked a sudden desire
to chase after the thrill high he’d spoken of.
“Why,
is he in a dangerous area? Surely they have security with them.”
“No,
it’s not other people I have to worry about. Apparently, I have to worry about
him hurting himself. I’ve recently learned that my boyfriend is a thrill
seeker. He and his best friend like to chase after the high they receive performing
dangerous stunts. I still can’t wrap my head around it.” I went on to tell him
about the various acts that he’d taken part in.
“Oh
Brooke, boys will be boys. That’s how most of us were when we were younger. I’m
sure he’ll grow tired of it, eventually.” He chuckled, heartily.
“He’s
not a boy, Max, he’s a grown man!” I argued.
“He’s
twenty-five, in my eyes that’s a boy. Hell, I didn’t feel I had fully become a
man until I married Laura and had a family. Let him have his fun, but it never
hurts to remind him of what he has waiting at home.” He winked.
“Don’t
tell me you were a thrill seeker too?” I groaned, finally realizing why I had
lost this argument.
“Guilty,”
he shrugged his shoulders. “Jumping out of airplanes was always a favorite of
mine. Maybe I’ll have to look Sebastian up when he returns to the states.”
“Ugh!
You two will be the death of me.” I grabbed a
It never seemed to get easier. When we parted this time, we promised to talk
more often, like we used to do. We both seemed to be committed to making this
work, no matter how hard it may be. The remaining time I spent in Berlin had
been filled with rehearsals and the concert. I was still floating from seeing
them perform live, it had been unbelievable and so much more amazing than I’d ever
imagined. The after party was loud and entertaining. We managed to sneak out
early, partly due to the excessive amounts of alcohol present, but also because
I had an early flight the next morning and we wanted to stay up all night
talking. We’d almost made it, except we both dozed off at some point, and by
the time we woke up this morning we had to scramble to get me to the airstrip
on time.
I
slept through most of the flight, dreaming of our time together and what it
would be like to spend the rest of my life with him.
I stopped by the bakery to pick up some
chocolate filled croissants and coffee for the morning staff at work. I hadn’t
heard anything while I was away, so I assumed that service had run smoothly in
my absence; a fact that left me with mixed emotions. Part of me was glad they
could manage without me, making it easier for me to depart at the end of my
term, but another part of me was saddened by the reality that they could now
run things efficiently without me. I guess that said a lot about my strong
desire to be needed. That realization led me to another question. Why was it
that I craved being needed by my work, and would I ever be able to find the
same contentment if the only one that needed me was Sebastian? If that were all
that I had, would it ever be enough?
“Well,
well, look who’s back. Hello Brooke,” Max exclaimed, pulling me into an embrace.
“How was your time in Berlin? You seem lighter, like maybe a weight has been
lifted off your shoulders. How is Sebastian?”
I
laughed, shaking my head at his rapid fire questions. Only Max could pull off
the supportive boss and concerned, self-appointed grandfather role, all at the
same time.
“My
time away was amazing, thank you so much! The flight there and back was beyond
anything I could have ever wished for. We had a really good visit, got a lot
off our chests, and I think we’ll be able to move forward with our
relationship.” I moved to take a seat in front of the desk. “Sebastian seems to
be doing well, although I am worried about his safety.” I sighed, thinking
about all of the dangerous stunts he’d taken part in over the last five years,
silently praying that his recent skydiving jump hadn’t sparked a sudden desire
to chase after the thrill high he’d spoken of.
“Why,
is he in a dangerous area? Surely they have security with them.”
“No,
it’s not other people I have to worry about. Apparently, I have to worry about
him hurting himself. I’ve recently learned that my boyfriend is a thrill
seeker. He and his best friend like to chase after the high they receive performing
dangerous stunts. I still can’t wrap my head around it.” I went on to tell him
about the various acts that he’d taken part in.
“Oh
Brooke, boys will be boys. That’s how most of us were when we were younger. I’m
sure he’ll grow tired of it, eventually.” He chuckled, heartily.
“He’s
not a boy, Max, he’s a grown man!” I argued.
“He’s
twenty-five, in my eyes that’s a boy. Hell, I didn’t feel I had fully become a
man until I married Laura and had a family. Let him have his fun, but it never
hurts to remind him of what he has waiting at home.” He winked.
“Don’t
tell me you were a thrill seeker too?” I groaned, finally realizing why I had
lost this argument.
“Guilty,”
he shrugged his shoulders. “Jumping out of airplanes was always a favorite of
mine. Maybe I’ll have to look Sebastian up when he returns to the states.”
“Ugh!
You two will be the death of me.” I grabbed a
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