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Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Top Floor of the Fort

Diary | Age 16 | Tacoma

Today was very nice. Though yesterday was rather shitty today worked out beautifully. Spent most of it with my baby - shopping, etc. This evening we goofed around here. I listened to music with Eva - things are going quite well in that way. Perhaps a bit more relaxed in a good manner. Then everyone went to bed.

The house was quiet and dark and Michael and I snook a few blankets and a pillow up to the top floor of the fort.

There we laid together, in only our pants and loved each other. For the past week I have been somewhat ill. A vata disorder. But up in the moonlight with Michael I felt ok.

With love - Always

Sera Hoopes

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Sunday, December 5, 2010

Melting Away

Diary | Age 16 | Tacoma

I had the most lovely day. I live for such times. My mother, Eva, and Quincy left around 12:00 for Seattle and Michael arrived about a half hour after. For the past several days he has been running over in the morning - it's wonderful.

And how can I describe my day without sounding - hm... I don't know. It was fucking incredible - absolutely religious.

Michael is amazing and I think perhaps I am one of the most fortunate people on this planet. Every moment I spend with him I love him more and more. He is so perceptive, so gentle and warm. He is beautiful, and so loving. I would do anything for my Michael - absolutely anything. He will always be my love.

When he smiles - I feel my insides melting away and when he kisses me... He makes me feel good and right.

Not so much "complete" for I think he has always been with me somehow. Just as though it always was and is meant to be. I don't regret a single thing. Why would I - it is good, it is right. It makes me happy, and it pleases my Michael. We are for each other. It is as it should be and I love it.

Always, Sera (16)

P.S. Michael - I love you, I love you, I love you.

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Tuesday, July 5, 1994

Home and They Leave

Diary | Age 16 | Tacoma

So very much has occurred since I last wrote here. 12 days can be a lifetime. I will begin by saying that Eugene was lovely. Michael called me on Saturday night (25th) and made me so, so happy. We spoke a few other times throughout camp. And wrote a bit. I enjoyed my time as a J.C. - good people, wonderful times.

On Saturday morning, we went to Sat. Market downtown where an incredible Bolivian band was playing. Seeing all of the people together - the smells, the colors, the life - I was so overcome with emotion that tears streamed down my cheeks. It was beautiful.

On Friday, Michael and my mother drove down to pick Simone and I up. We snook out to meet them. Waiting in darkness and then I saw them walking. I think perhaps I was glowing, and then he was in my arms. Felt so, so good. So happy. And S. returned to the dorms, my mother to the hotel. Michael and I say upon a bench that I had passed each day and held each other so tight. Love - absolute love.

After many goodbyes we left Eugene, Michael and I curled up in the backseat. It was as though I had never left - but stronger - more sure. We dropped S. off at her home and returned to my house. Beautiful flowers and Michael back in my room. Laying in my room - and talk - closer and closer with each word. And we fall asleep in each other's arms - nothing to separate each other. We awake and it is good - all is right. And Sharon comes to take us to Taste of Tacoma. Very nice time with my love. Home and they leave.

Oh my God. So true - so powerful. The fears were necessary - but not true for us. So incredible - so beautiful. Michael I love you with all of my heart and soul. We are truly one. You are both my oldest, dearest friend and someone completely new and exciting. I can share anything with you and will. Thank you my darling. Thank you for giving yourself to me. And I am yours for always. Never, ever forget that.

I love you so so much.

For always, Sera

P.S. "And there's Mickey, on the floor... and here comes Minnie. Now they are scrubbing the floor..."

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