relief, then celebration

A few days after Scott got the "early" call, his recruiter informed him it was a false alarm. Hallelujah!!!

Today I enjoyed watching him trying to make steamed soy milk with our steam cleaner. He was so proud of himself for succeeding. And it made me cry, because these are the moments I will miss, the simple ones.

Immediately I was so extremely relieved, but the realization that he was leaving in 56 days couldn't have been heavier. I've made a decision to spend every moment we can together, enjoying each other's company immensely. It's bliss. I couldn't imagine spending time with anyone but him. We have so much fun, we make a conscious effort not to argue about the small shit, and we say, "I love you" even more than we usually do. Everyday that goes by I still cry, I still dread the loneliness. I'm still scared of the independence. I'm still worried if he'll be okay. And in the back of my mind, I wonder if the great times together will make his leaving so much harder. The only thing that keeps me from falling into a black hole is knowing I'll get to wake up to his face for 56 more days.

56 more days of;

his sleep talking
his smile
his hugs
his kisses
his wacky ideas
his whining
his conversation
his lame sense of humor
his help
his love

I hope to make these the happiest 56 days of our lives.