I was IM-ing with BlueDev the other day when he asked how long until my husband comes home. At the time it was 16 days...and when I told him it kind of hit me that it was that soon.
Now I'm down to 14 days. 2 weeks. It's not sinking in (yet). Not next Friday, but the Friday after, I'll be making the 20 min drive to the local airport to get my husband. I'll be going to get him, and I'll be bringing him home. I can't fathom it, I really can't. After over a year of being apart (all except for a couple of weeks), after a year of near-catastrophic events...he's coming home. Wow. Wow!
I get my Dave back....and we get to know each other all over again. I cannot even begin to tell you how awesome of a feeling this is!
Dave, I know you read my blog.......I love you, and I cannot wait to see you again. Seeing you come up that concourse towards me, knowing that you're not going to have to turn around and leave again anytime soon...well, it's going to be awesome. I think I'm going to be laughing and crying at the same time - laughing because it's going to be over, because we did it, we survived this separation and we're still together and still in love. Crying because...well, because I'm a girl and we get emotional about these things. But they'll be tears of joy, not of sorrow. I love you...ad infinitum.
2 weeks and counting.....