The day has come. It went much too fast. I miss him already. I look forward to his letters. I look forward to January. I could care less about taking a trip to Chicago. Tomorrow I will get his call. I'll be anxious all day for it. I'll miss my best friend. I need him, to change light bulbs, to feed the animals, to thread my sewing machine, to make me laugh, to hold me when I'm sad. I'm so happy we got to spend every moment together for the past 3 weeks, its really made this easier. I didn't cry much today, a lot less than we both thought I would. We were both more excited than scared. This is the best thing for our life. I'm excited to see our dogs pee the floor when he finally comes home. I'm excited to see him in those dress blues. I'm excited for him to proud of himself and his achievements. I'm excited for what the road has ahead for us. I'm excited to move. I hope he has so much fun. I hope he loves every second. I hope he makes great friends. I hope he misses me as much as I'll miss him. I hope its everything he's imagined and more. I hope he's and over achiever. I hope he gets to see amazing people, places, and things.
I do know how much we love each other. And I know I'll miss every single part of him.
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